There is a hope in me that will not die, no matter how much I tell myself that its impossible and that it just won't happen but I can't get myself to give up the wanting for it to come into fruition. I have always been a romantic a part of myself that I don't broadcast freely because people have a tendency to want to exploit anything that might look remotely like a weakness or a soft side. Most people tend to make snap judgments about my character and who I am so they probably wouldn't believe that I was a closet romantic and that deep down inside I would love to have some kind of happy ending but I know that this is the real world and for black girls we don't get rainbows and prince charming's we get shafted, ignored, looked over, left, under loved, under appreciated, and just generally left wanting more.
