I had hoped you would say, “Yes.”
Had hoped you would say, “Please.”
Hoped you would say, “Don’t.”
You would say, “Stay.”
Would say, “Here.”
Say, “Goodnight.”
I had hoped you would say... something.
I hope I can survive silence.
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"The trick, however, is to remember that hope is a perilous thing, that it's not a steel and concrete bridge across the void between this moment and a brighter future. Hope is no stronger than tremulous beads of dew strung on a filament of spider web, and it alone can't long support the terrible weight of an anguished mind and a tortured heart."
-Dean Koontz, "Sieze the Night"
