Hope

Hope is the thing with feathers, I never knew what that really meant until 2 nights ago. A boy, who we shall call Skier, fb chatted me, and I had never felt so... excited before. My heart hurt, my stomach ached, and I was so worried I would put all my faith into the possibilities. I yearned for the relationship, for the beginning, the fresh start. While nothing has happened yet, the hope struck me so powerfully, and with such a force, it was almost painful. I have never desired something so much as I desire a friendship, a relationship, who knows. Even if nothing ever happens, I have been awakened, renewed, refreshed by this feeling. So thanks, Skier.

xo, Morgan