Optimism feels new to me,
when you have been burned one too many times- the options feel slim.
You’re looking at me with love in your eyes,
Like you’ve known me for lifetimes on end, it is as if you scoured every burrow wondering where I lay down my head,
Once you finally found me, you vowed to never close your eyes,
Piercing stares giving me shivers down my spine,
But like human nature’s curse- pessimism teaches you to wait for the next shoe to drop-
The next false move that you could have sworn was always there,
Over thinking has always been the death of me-
Feeling hope materialize into hopeless places,
Is it too good to be true? We’ll see.