Dear Hope,
After many long years by your side, it's time to say goodbye. It has been fun daydreaming beside you, breathing in your sweet perfume and thinking maybe, maybe. But I'm tired of waiting for all the possibilities you tease me with. Despair, your siamese twin, follows us wherever we go, and even her presence fills me with fear. While you stroke my chest with your hand, she strokes my back with hers. We both knew this love affair was wrong, that this relationship could only end in pain and wasted energy. The Buddha says to let you go, and I must obey. Goodbye Hope. Goodbye Despair. We have some good memories, but it's time for me to move forward.
Alicia
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1 day ago

1 comment:
Great lines! Life w/o hope DOES seem much less disappointing. Let's PLAN (w/o hoping) on visiting the rest of the U.S. soon. W/o hope, anything is possible!
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