I hope

With every inhale, every gush of breath that enters my lungs,

I hope.

I hope for a night of peaceful sleep

that never seems to come.

I hope for a week with no drama, no disappointment,

but life always has its tricks.

And I hope to find someone who understands me.

Even in the worst times,

when I can't catch my breath,

I'm still hoping.

Hoping that this life doesn't leave me longing for more.

And everytime I exhale,

I find myself hoping that the people I've hurt recover.

I find myself wishing I could go back in time,

maybe get my best friend back,

undo all the wrong I did.

I find myself hoping that life gives me a chance to apologize,

to take back what I said that day.

All I hope for is that everything goes back to normal.

And with everything in me,

at all times of the day and the night,

I hope that someday, I'll be happy again.