simonkelly

Hope is a rather curious phenomenon. When you don't need it, it is easily available, and comes with a natural grace. However, when you desperately need it, when, indeed, it is all that you need, it is as fleeting and elusive as shadows in the night. Catch a glimpse, step out of the light, and it is gone.

I cannot convince myself that I shall love again. I cannot convince myself that I am a nice guy, somewhat intelligent, perhaps, if not moderately attractive than at least not horribly ugly. No. Easier in the hardest way to just give it up, and say women and I shall never again meet in the same way.

Therein lay salvation.