Sometimes, hope is scary.
It hurts when your hope wasn't fulfilled.
Regardless, i still hope.
If I don't have any, I wouldn't accept this love God gives me to feel.
And I have hope unto him.
Him, as in God.
And him, as in the guy that i am in love with, still.
That feeling of wonder that i have been feeling since forever, is still in me.
I love that.
I love that, i still am, in love with him.
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