Broken Hearts rendezvous with Shattered dreams,
And yet Love continues to plot and scheme,
Almost as if it's some weird kind of enjoyment,
By giving something, then removing it as torment.
That thing it gives, I believe it's called Hope,
Which causes me to forget what I can't cope,
Erasing pass encounters,
Like a bad use car dealer who "tweaks" the counter. "RESET"
Has me believing,
No longer deceiving,
Myself thinking this day would never come.
Like trying to catch my breath, but having no lungs,
Then Hope introduces Love as if it were the first time,
Causes me to Hope and Love she'll stay for a Lifetime,
Not the movie, but brings a happy ending,
To the cycle of Love for you, Hope in me,
Concluding forever as We.
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