And then it's over

Q: And what happens when all the daydreams and pretty hopes you pieced together for so long don't have any possibility anymore? What if you planned everything in your head hoping that if you thought of every detail that they would actually come true? How about when you remember that things don't always turn out like you wanted them to? Or when you question everything that you've become and what you thought you wanted? When you start to wonder what you could have changed? What you should have said? Should have...worn? How about if you're scared to close your eyes because of what you'll see? When you can't keep them open because of what you won't? And what do you do when you can feel the tears coming and you want to run so badly that you forget you can barely run a continual mile? What do you do then?

A: You fight the tears and wait for the sun.