My veins' blood not only solidifies

But  freezes

turns to glass

Every time the muse who gilds my affection is held by an unworthy other

Ha. In my mind all are unworthy for her divine exageration

All but one... But me.

.

.


A million times i am far better for her than them,

and most likely

it is a million times i am mistaken.

No.

Such thoughts breed hopelessness.

I sing of love.

Which is by far the most hopeful of all humanity's imaginings.

.

.

But then again

Someone apathetic  told me i am not going to ever be in love,

just so in love with the idea of it that i search for it repeatedly

in all kind words,

in all pretty faces.

.

.

Ha....then again,

Apathy also breeds hopelessness

Damn that abysmal thought

Hopeful thoughts are the ones that keep me above sea level

Maybe one can only find love when no longer looking for it

Or not expecting it

.

.

This is the one hopeful thought i beg not be true

Because my eyes are wide open endlessly

Searching

Yearning for it 

.

.

and yet above all else

Im just going to enjoy

all the times where im able to think thoughts with the adressing of

'me and you'

Wondering always

'what if'

Keeping in mind youre hopeless,

but not caring despite it

.

.

I am completely stricken

And im sorry

Because 'if' is a hopeful word


            

-with love

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/26/2011 07:59PM by Fickledlife.