12/26/2017 hopeat the end of the day, all we’re left with is hope.
nothing is certain, its the only thing we can hold onto. I hope for better days, more chances, more time with him. above all else, I hope to be everything I want to be and everything I never thought I could be. its a bittersweet tease, really. you never know if hope will be enough, its unpredictable. hope is blind, but its all I have. Comments are closed.
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