I still believe there's going to be a day when he comes home, flowers in his hand .. telling me he wants me back. Idiotically Hopeful, I'd say. Not in three months has he come, not yesterday, not tomorrow he will, not ever. I find my hope and expectations in humanity quite deceiving, for they have never been fullfilled, and will hardly be. I'd rather not expect anything from anyone, in order for someone to surprise me, even amaze me someday.
" I find my hope and expectations in humanity quite deceiving, for they have never been fullfilled, and will hardly be. "
ResponderEliminarIt hard to accept we ask for too much, when too much seems barely enough..