Faith in Hope...

The subject of love is one that could scarcely be evaded. Whether or not you claim to be mesmerized in it, from the moment you’re alive, you’re bound firmly to be concerned with love because love is, in reality, an intensification of one’s voyage, a gift, and a completeness of life....

To love is to encompass every single element, from trust to worth, from endurance to acceptance, and nevertheless from heart to heart… If and only if, genuine is the notion you cling to. The dark side love could revolve from loyal into game, from hurt to hatred, from wound to abbesses, and from survival to death.

I survive, as I do have faith in even a very small degree of Hope…

-A hope barely understood-

A hope for a hope

For I still hope,

For again i hope,

As for the unrequited hope...

A hope for clear in mind

For eyes that couldn't see,

For brain that couldn't sense,

As for the heart that hardly peace...

A hope for genuine ones
For that is impossible,
For there’s a distance,
As for it is invisible…

A hope for the return
For there’s a chance,
For the lost ones,
As for the real love…

A hope for a change
For a better me,
For others,
As for the Future…

-He sent me two angels, a gift from heaven. But I lost them-