Another new day in a new week in a new month. Not so long ago, I dared to feel hope! When will my age be filled with enough experience to know better?
Damn hope. I have always said it's the hardest emotion. It's a horrible roller coaster that thrills, but can come crashing down fast enough to make you want to scream. It just takes a few harsh words, aimed deftly at my heart.
Hope is not meant to be ridden blindly. My eyes are squeezed tightly to keep the tears back. I cannot scream for the thrill, because I'm afraid I just might not stop.
This girl is too scarred and broken to survive. Let the perfect señoritas ride.