True Hope
Me, a piece of dust
Floating around helplessly, hopelessly
Waiting for something to happen
Possibly a miracle
But nothing appears to be happening
You, the charm of hope
But everything just seems like a blur
Always searching, always hoping
For someone to love you
But no one appears in your eyes, but
Little did we know
After everything,
That we're each other's hope
and We knew ever since
That day, we smiled
This poem is about:
Me