Hope

At the end of the never ending

reciprocated..

I'm still standing alone

Staring at the sky..

Create hope..

I'm always cornered with a wait..

Which in the end I had to crash into a reality..

Hard reality that must be a friend of everyday life..

It hurts to be someone who is always waiting..

Expect more to be loved, and always do what's best for the heart..

Although sometimes the struggle is never appreciated..

And sincerity is always ignored..

For some reason..

Sometimes a person prefers to leave the person who has made him comfortable, just for the sake of someone who has impressed him.

Love doesn't always have to be that way.