Hopes Lost Once Again
If I had a penny each time I think I am starting something beautiful, pleasant, true, long-lasting, mutual, real, fun, trustworthy, and simply great, and in a short while have all my dreams and hopes crushed, shred into pieces, smashed, and carelessly destroyed, I would be the proud owner of a magnificent castle built on Mount Olympus and live among the Greek gods whose company seems the only one I deserve or might actually have one day.
Cheers to the new day bringing new hopes yet once more for as long as my human heart is still pushing my blood along the fragile body and my soul can take one more dewdrop of new hope.


