Hope's Rise.

Everything is irritating me right now. Everything and everyone.

Except for you. I think of you and I feel calm. Except at the same time I'm worried, nervous. Afraid that I'm chasing after something that isn't really there, even though it appears to be right in front of me.

I need to stop being so paranoid, and I need to just accept that for once things are going to be alright. That things ARE alright.


You're just so amazing. So...pristine. I can look at you and feel at home. Everything feels right.

These are such simplistic terms, and they don't do you justice in the slightest, but the proper words won't come to me. Not in any way that would make any sense, at least.

If I can just make it through now, if I can make it through this dead space, make it to a better time, everything will be fine. I won't have these silly, pointless doubts, I won't have this paranoia, these fleeting fears. I'll have the reassurance that I shouldn't really need in the first place.

You're such a good person. So much better than me, and so much more than I could ever deserve. But nonetheless, if you're willing to give yourself, I'm more than willing to have the honor of knowing you, of touching you, of kissing you. Of holding you just like I've said, and knowing you feel just the same. Some day.

Until then I just have to shake these fears. I can do it. No, wait.

We can do it.