Sunday, April 12, 2020

Hope

It gets worse before it gets better
having hopeful days while living through teary nights
it gets colder before it gets warmer
the golden heart keeps shattering
the little sharp pieces piercing through the soul
it gets harder before it gets easier
the little heart aches and the unwanted heartbreaks
but we keep waiting for better days
I keep hoping you find reasons to live
I keep hoping you find more reasons to smile
dark or dull, I keep hoping you find what you are looking for
I keep hoping the sun shines on your favorite side
because it should get better,
it should be better for you

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