But I realize tonight that sometimes, hope hurts too much.
Tonight, my hope - about a certain situation - is shattered all over the floor like broken glass. It feels like my heart is there with it.
And I don't want to hope anymore.
Because when it fails, hope hurts.
Because there's no such thing as false hope - all hope is real and meaningful and fragile.
Because hope deferred makes the heart sick.
And yet, when you want something so badly, how can you stop hoping for it?