Untitled #42

broken dreams and dashed hopes;
the pain of what was, what is and what could have been;
it’s the theme of life, isn’t it?

but somehow, despite the lost love and the bittersweet taste of hope
– hope for what could still be or what the future holds, I must keep on
it’s the theme of life, isn’t it?

I pray I don’t mourn this loss forever.

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