Closing the book

This is remarkable.


You get married and you think this is the man you will spend the rest of your life with.

Then life happens.

You separate, and for the next three years you don’t see him. You don’t hear his voice. The soft lilt in his Rs. You don’t see him ruffled up in the morning before he puts on his armour to face the world. You don’t smell him in the corridor before you leave the house. You don’t see his name pop up on your phone. You don’t know what song he belts out as he drives with the window down and Bluetooth earpiece on. You don’t know what person he thinks is a complete muppet. You don’t hear the word muppet anymore. You never have to put the toilet seat down.

You begin to wonder if you dreamed the whole thing up.

The waves now wash over you once every…

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Sweetest Part of Life

Behind every white rose is a black shadow…. Even on the pure and innocent, life takes its toll. It is slow and painful destroying every hope and dream. Every thing that you worked for comes bursting at the seams. The life drowns you away. Death comes and wants to play. So it kisses you and you don’t deny. Because death was the sweetest part of your life.

Rachel Hopes


Staring into a looking glass. Wandering how did it get like this… So much war. So much corruption. I want more than a soothing interruption. I want light to touch the world and make it do more than just turn. I want to be more than just a girl who waits for the sun to burn. A revolution. An evolution of evil to love. A different earth. A birth of something tough. Something new. Something to stop the fire. I want it to come true …to quench the impossible desire. But the world will fade away and death will be upon us. Any day and we will disappear but the universe will adjust. We are just a grand of sand upon an endless beach. We stretch our hands out farther than we can reach. Grasping for more time. But that’s the thing about life. Short and to the point. And then we are gone, destroyed.

Rachel Hopes

Stars May Fall

The stars may fall, but you are my light. In all, I’ll not go down without a fight. Love can not be defeated. Even after you’re gone, the wound is still bleeding. I remember your smile, and the way your eyes would light up. That laugh, and the embrace of your love. Whereever you are, I will follow. Darling, I love you more than you’ll ever know

Rachel Hopes