dimming hearts

free verse

One thing I know

Is that my love is hopeful

I always find myself hopeful

even when times slip like sand

hard to grasp,

hard to accept,

hard to let go.

Hopeful, because love is believing

seeing eye to eye

when one falters

one loses to believe in it.

Complicated, but kept held on.

But sometimes it gets heavy,
believing in everything
yet losing everything.
It's hard...

Was I
the problem?
Did I
believe too much?

I let everything out

what's there for me now?