For Lost Loves (Poetry)

Hope

We've had our fair share
Of acts in desperation
When the love you still love
Slipped through your fingers

It then begins
The agony in longing
The torment in waiting
The malefic thoughts
Convincing you of acts to take
To fight

Yet despite the wretchedness of it all
Indeed there was always hope in waiting
For without hope
We would collapse in despair

So you hope and you hope

Until you collapse

When the hope ripped away

By the same hands you longed