The pain that she feels from the emptiness inside eats at her as she tried to move forward with life. But it only seems that wherever she goes others find love in the life that they grow.
Her baby was ripped from her in unexpected form and no matter what she does she is reminded of the emptiness that was once a life form.
Her logical mind and the science says that the cells inside her were better off dead, but she can't help but tell herself that, that was her baby inside and wonder what she would have become if she hadn't of died.
So for now she will be empty, for now she will just move on but what others can't see is that she wishes science was wrong. She wanted her baby more than words can describe and no matter what she does she feels empty inside.
She knows one day she will have a baby to hold but the pain of this loss will never grow old. Each day she is reminded from the back of her mind that her first child didn't survive.
