Hope for the aftermath of sadness,

The joy that is to come.

The forevers that could be promised,

Those promises being made.

All for the cause and perception of love.

The reality of love,

That devotion,

The hope for that emotion.

Moving ahead,

Moving forward,

Never stopping.

But getting lost in the hopes never lost alone.

It is ok to be lost,

For those who are lost wander with each other in silence.

Someone getting lost with you-

I hope for that person,

Who will get lost in forever with me.

In this time,

Give me that person.

Let that person surrender their emotions to me.

Becoming everything and forever everything.

I want to be and to have that thing.

Those words are like poison to my soul.

Or they are something deliciously perfect to my heart.