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All Hope Is Lost
Suddenly I look down at my hands.
Blood dripped from their cool, clean skin.
A cold chill came over me in an aurora and lingered on my lips.
He whispered to them but kept distance: “It’s not the way it used to be; all hope is lost.”
My heart fell out of my chest and in an instant I drifted into sleep as a soft mist of stars fell upon me.
When I awake, no one knew me,
But somehow I knew them.
They looked like the strong, brave soldiers of my past.
The ones who re-assured my dreams, confirmed my hope, and weakened my fears.
They lifted me up and I floated into the stars.
Then I found myself in his arms.
He looked into my icy blue eyes; he knew me.
But I realized I hadn’t known him any more than I did before.
While he was looking at me, it was so difficult looking back, for I knew his secret.
I knew what had happened.
I knew what I wasn’t supposed to.
And then I pulled my arms to meet my face; they were blood red.
I rested one hand over my chest and again, my heart dislodged its location.
I knew he grabbed me in a feeble attempt to keep me alive, but it didn’t work.
Because my heart knew his secret.
Therefore it could no longer live.
And I knew he wanted me there, but for no reason.
I knew he wanted a hand to hold, just not mine.
I knew he needed a spirit to hold his tight, but mine wasn’t able.
And because I knew all these secrets,
I knew…
All hope is lost.
