Hope. Look what it’s done to me! The rants of a girl filled with it. Hope is the most evil emotion. It offers, but doesn’t deliver. I want it back, but I’ll never get it. I want the perfect relationship. I got something. I had something. It wasn’t perfect, but it wasn’t bad. I just want it back. But I can’t get it back. Because he’s on the other side of the world. And I’ll never see him again, or if I do he’ll just lie and it’ll mess my mind around. Again. And I don’t know how much more I can take of this.
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