The rainbow that flatlined

Was she supposed to feel hope when she saw the rainbow filling the sky?
It was almost a perfect circle of soft colors, exactly as her science teacher once told her...
She couldn't deny its beauty, she couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised...
But she wanted to feel hope...
She wanted this rainbow to be her signal that all will be perfect soon...
She kept looking at it, maybe the feeling is there but she needs to give it time...
No...Nothing...It was just a beautiful rainbow...
No matter how hard she looked into herself there was not that glint of passionate hope that would have made her heart skip a beat...
The beats were normal, dull even...
It seems that her feelings flatlined...
She's devoid of all grandiose emotions...
It has become monotonous sober uninspiring daylight for her...
She looked at the rainbow one last time...
Then turned her back to it, and ran away...
And erected her walls again, higher, harsher...
She didn't want to feel anymore disappointments...
It was OK to flatline, for there was no point in climbing that hill then falling off the cliff...
It's fine to keep her feet on the solid surface of cold reason...
There's no problem with her days becoming a succession of innocuous mundane minutes...
Passion doesn't pay off, and no one will care how sincere it is...
So she let the dull rain extinguish it...
It is OK to not have hope...