Optimistic
June 13th 2023
Just maybe
In the depths of heartbreak’s icy embrace,
Where tears flow freely, leaving trails to trace,
A soul finds solace in longing’s bitter pain,
Aching for a love it hopes to regain.
The echoes of laughter, once shared so deep,
Now lost to silence, where memories weep,
Yearning, like a melody played on repeat,
The heartache lingers, its wounds so fleet.
Yet, within the anguish, a flicker resides,
A flame of hope that refuses to hide.
Like a beacon in darkness, it softly shines,
Guiding the wounded heart as it pines.
Through tear-stained nights and the sighs of despair,
Hope whispers softly, reminding us to dare.
To mend the broken pieces with tender care,
And believe in love’s magic, its strength to repair.
For longing and hope, intertwined they remain,
Fueling resilience, despite love’s disdain.
They teach us lessons of strength and grace,
And guide us forward, to a brighter place.
So, in the depths of heartbreak’s somber plight,
Let longing lead you through the darkest night.
And let hope blossom, with each passing day,
As it paints the path to a love that will stay.
