you spun golden silk out of your words, then danced in the fabrics with a grace that ballet dancers wished they possessed

you had such a passion for the arts, that half the time you didn't even know what to do with yourself

i'm not like you, hope

i can't hold that type of fire in me like you could

that's why i can't write about anything but you

i can't hold you in me because it's only a matter of time before i burn out

you don't know how much i wish i was like you, you don't know how much i plead with myself to see the world like you did, if only so that i can feel you beside me

i'm not smart like you were, you know that

so i need you to tell me what to do, tell me what i can do to make it better

i just need you to talk to me like how you used to, i just need to hear you right now

because the other voices won't stop, they won't be quiet and i'm not smart like you, i can't figure out how to shut them up

i need your help hope

i need you, Hope.