To be hopeful is to dream,
For in dreaming we can see…
See the things we most crave,
The things that our souls
Are dying to obtain.

For me,
Only love.

I want a love so grand
That movies,
Could never fully depict it.

And I want a love so bold,
You can see us from outer space.

I want a love so cliché
It’s as cheesy as the state I reside in
(Wisconsin)

I want this love,
To be like a song you can
Play on repeat…
And yet it never gets old.

Like a vinyl record
I wanna play my love
On a loop.

But most of all,
I want to stop dreaming,
And start believing
That I deserve such a love.

Cause I’ve been down the road,
Around the corner,
Up the block,
And far beyond…

I’ve searched far and wide
For this love I wish to confide in,
And yet only one
I have seen.

He was the type
That would make you
Hold your breath.

The type that
Made you believe in God,
When you aren’t even
Remotely religious.

I want to find a love like him…
Again.

Though I keep losing hope,
That there is one like him.
That I could repeat such a love.

But then I must remember,

I won’t find a love LIKE him,
I will find one much GREATER than him!
One much far WISER than him,
Whom loves DEEPER than he,
And one far CUTER than thee.

And as long as I keep hopeing,
I’ll keep dreaming,
And someday,
I’ll be seeing,
My love.

So till then I say “Goodbye”,
Until we say “Hello”
And you sweep me away,
And show me a love,
I’ll forever know.