The Life of a Hopeless Romantic

tonight, there seems to be more questions than usual, lingering why’s mostly, quietly drifting among silvery cobwebs scattered across, by those who dare to embrace an almost foolish notion, obviously willing to take a chance at real romance without consequence and yet, adored by those, still trapped in second best may the wheel of favor forever turn for those, perceived hopeless in love and yet, eternally hopeful for all great things I wonder sometimes how brave, how blessed they must be…