It takes faith to believe that hope will not disappoint.
To do a butterfly release in the pit of your stomach
To entertain the idea that
this time
Love could choose you.
To believe that you are now a main character
in a story that you’ve never been written into.
That this time it’s your turn.
That what you long for will be made manifest.

Hoping isn’t much and is easy for some, but not for you.
For you, it is everything that you need
to keep getting up in the morning, and
when you lost it, you convinced yourself that gray was the true color of the world.
And it has been easier to long for nothing
than to contend with the despair of disappointment
Over and over again.
It has been easier to create a new projection for the future
than to keep trusting with no signs.
Wanting has made you weary
and resigned.

But it seems like time to crack open what has been calloused.
To rewound yourself
if for no other reason than to heal correctly.
Develop a more pliable wound this time
And maybe
Just maybe
have
what you have silently desired for so long.