Sometimes . . .

The heart just wants what it wants

Sometimes . . .

We burn, we pine, we perish

Sometimes,

We just can't make 

sense of things

Sometimes . . .  

   Our Hearts feel things

that we can never, ever say . . .

Sometimes . . .

No one understands

Sometimes . . .

You feel like there is no hope.

And Yet . . . . . . . .

No matter how much we try to resist, 

no matter how much we "know better",

at some point . . .

we start to give in. 

Because as much as we think we are 

cynical, bitter, and broken;

Hope creeps through, 

Desire breaks the skin, 

Passion cannot be quenched

And One Final Thought:

(I hope it's great . . . I'm really nervous!)