The Fault in Hope
The overriding feeling of despair had slowly left leaving me feeling surprisingly optimistic. I called Augustus over and we discussed our future, now it seemed a possibility for both of us.
Once again, the time had slipped away and the once blue sky had turned a stunning shade of pink. We were the only one in the park now and the children had left funky bones long ago. I wished I was a child again. I could leap from bone to bone without a care in the world.
Augustus' perfect voice swept away fantasy and I was thrust back into the present. "What are you thinking about?"
"Don't you wish, that we could just forget about everything for twenty-four hours and just escape?" I answered aware of how pretentious I sounded.
"You want to go on Funky Bones right?"
"Yeah kinda."
"Come on them." I didn't need asking twice.
He held my hand in mine and we jumped, and for that second in the air everything stopped. Everything stood still. Then we landed. It felt amazing like I had stepped into the past again.
"Never leave me please." I didn't care if I sounded desperate. Gus had taught me how to live again.
"As if I would."
Relief and happiness filled me and nothing else mattered. I was his and he was mine and that could never change.
That's the problem with hope though, you believe everything can be fine but really, it breeds eternal misery.
