Well, hope is the rope that holds onto the Dream. I have experienced the Greatest... In a place where lives are forgotten and light is seldom seen.
I have experienced Love in it's rarest and rawest form and nourished it.... Watched it grow and blossom while in a pit of darkness....
Can a rose grow from concrete and survive without Light?, Can two souls hold hands? If you would've asked me in my younger days, I would've rejected such a thought.
But now, having been the Rose, I think differently.... Muah oxoxo!