I didn't get brave.
I didn't tell you that I get that tingling feeling every time you look at me or that sometimes the air goes out of the room when you walk in it.
I didn't tell you that you make me calmer and braver and more hopeful.
(I did cry, a little.)
I don't know what happens next. I suppose I am harboring two fugitive feelings: hope that it will change at all and fear that it will only change for the worst.
But as the good Count tells us:
Live, then, and be happy, beloved children of my heart, and never forget that until the day when God shall deign to reveal the future to man, all human wisdom is summed up in these two words, -'Wait and hope.'
I didn't get brave enough to divorce my hope from my fears but I didn't let it go yet, either.
I didn't tell you that I get that tingling feeling every time you look at me or that sometimes the air goes out of the room when you walk in it.
I didn't tell you that you make me calmer and braver and more hopeful.
(I did cry, a little.)
I don't know what happens next. I suppose I am harboring two fugitive feelings: hope that it will change at all and fear that it will only change for the worst.
But as the good Count tells us:
Live, then, and be happy, beloved children of my heart, and never forget that until the day when God shall deign to reveal the future to man, all human wisdom is summed up in these two words, -'Wait and hope.'
I didn't get brave enough to divorce my hope from my fears but I didn't let it go yet, either.
