Of Hope And Love

There was once this boy you see,
Well actually you don’t,
And that was the whole point.
He was surrounded by friends.
For him it was all fun and games,
Or so it seemed.

In reality he was hiding.
Hiding that he was hurt,
Hiding that he was lonely,
Hiding that he was disappointed.

Pessimism was his poison,
And sarcasm was his protector.
Sleep taunted him,
Understanding eluded him
And happiness
Was a fairy tale,
Hopelessly unreal.

No one knew
And no one cared.
Until one day,
A happy accident occurred.
A twist of fate brought him his antidote
And tore down all his walls.

A single girl sat down next to him
In physics class one day.

Who knew one girl,
One scarred and tragic
whisper of a girl could make all the difference?
She too was lonely,
She too was hurt.
For she had been hurt many times before
And expected to be hurt many times again
Before her time on this earth was ended.
But something about her was different.
Maybe it was the ever present,
Heartfelt smile she could still wear everyday,
Or maybe it was the strength she had to carry on.
Maybe it was the intelligence and wisdom in her eyes
Or maybe it was her belief,
Her desperate will to hold onto a hope he didn’t have.
Whatever it was,
It was different.
Like nothing else he’d ever seen before.
And it brought him back his hope.
His hope that maybe the world wasn‘t all bad.
That maybe good people do exist.
That maybe someone cared.
That maybe,
Just maybe he could be happy.

She had given him new eyes to see with,
But in the end all he could see was her.
And like fate always does when it brings two people together,
For a purpose beyond our understanding

He fell in love with her.
And she fell in love with him.