Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Hope ...

Earlier today, I was talking to my sister about hope. I told her that hope was a very precious thing. I told her that as long as you are alive, there should always be hope. I also told her that hope was treacherous. When you hope, you set yourself up for disappointments and heartache. I told her that to hope is to never give up. However, there comes a time that you will be shown that you need to and it will hurt, badly.

Right now, this is all that I have, all that is left for me ... and so I will hold on to HOPE and not let go. I can't. I don't want to.

I have died everyday waiting for you 
Darling don't be afraid, I have loved you 
For a thousand years
          I'll love you for a thousand more."  

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Hi! Let's all try to add more positivity in this world and adhere to the saying, "if you don't have anything nice to say, keep silent."

Showering you with unicorn poop so you'd always stay magical! Heart heart!