One can only hope for second chances, second encounters, second loves and so on. Hope is such a strong feeling, isn't it? Hopes keeps us going when all else is dark and gloomy. It also keeps us glued in place. Hope is a double edge sword. We could hope for the wrong things, people, love. You get the point.
How can we leave hope behind though? I know hope clings to me, hovering over me like the clouds over the ocean. I am mindfully aware of the hope, and the sadness. These are all normal and part of the healing process.
Now, I can only allow myself to hope for a better tomorrow, for a good day, for laughter, for peace.
I am also painfully aware of the soreness of my body and it makes me feel alive. It's good to know that you are still alive. There is nothing more proactive than working out while heart broken. I cannot wait to work out again. I can become addicted to pumped endorphins.
It is time for recovery, not hope.
Recover, my little cloud. And remember that you do not sit on the bench alone. Love you
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