Have you ever wanted something so bad that you could have sworn that you’d do anything to get it and you’d go on hoping and hoping that one day that your heart’s desire will be finally yours?
Have you ever hoped so much to the point that one day, you give up hoping for the thing that you wanted and no longer wanted it when it finally comes?
Well, I have given up hope on certain things that I wanted, for I felt that it would be hopeless to continue hoping for what my heart truly desire, especially when it depends on somebody else to make it come true.
I gave up hoping so that I can spare myself the hurt and the disappointment that comes with hoping and waiting, wasting my youth. It is better this way. And if it’s really fated that whatever I wanted one day is presented before my very eyes… perhaps then I would be able to turn my face away and say…Â “I no longer want this. I stopped wanting. I gave up. This doesn’t mean anything to me anymore. I am better without this.”
Cleffairy: Tired of waiting. Tired of wanting. Perhaps loosing hope is not so bad after all. It spares me the disappointment of a fool who had waited too long for the impossible. The day I stopped hoping for the impossible is the very day I’m liberated.