Hope…

I lost it.

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Or perhaps chose just to distance myself from it.

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Maybe something in between.

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It was doing what it says on the tin. You know, giving me ‘hope’ and all that jazz.

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Kept on letting me down though, not following things through.

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Over time that’s caused me pain, made things tricky to overcome.

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So I put it to one side. Stopped answering the door when it came to call.

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Ignored its pleas to “trust the process”,

and “keep the faith”.

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Things were better that way,

at least I thought they were.

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But in the end it became clear,

as the days became years,

that living without hope,

is no life at all.

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