Hope,
What his soul grasped onto ..
A hope for a new tomorrow,
For a new beginning,
Hope,
To ease the loneliness,
To make him whole again.
Hope,
What he saw in her eyes,
What he needed to survive,
The harsh winter of solitude,
Or his withering happiness in autumn.
For hope is what she provided him,
With her light-hearted insults.
Or her darling shenanigan,
Maybe her dazzling gaze,
Even her captivating laughs,
Before he realized of the trap he had fallen into,
He had fallen in love.
But she leaves as her times comes,
Knowing it tore him apart to watch her departure,
Could only smile indifferently,
As he waved her goodbye,
For what power he has over her?
Fear of losing the hope she provides him,
He keeps his love sealed deep in his heart,
As he hears it trashing and howling,
To let it out,
To show the world of this warmth he hides,
But fear had its twisted claw embed deep in his mind,
Fear of losing her,
Kept his love apart.
Away from her, away from his life,
Away from hope.
The hope that ran his life.
