Hopeless Hope

I have another confession. Yes, I know, there is a LOT for me to confess. LOL

I have not heard from the man who keeps me up at night in a few weeks, so over the weekend, I asked him if he was trying to distance himself from me. And I have yet to receive a response. That is very unlike him, as I typically get more than I want in response to my messages. I am not wholly confused or heartbroken because, well, you see, I have hopeless hope about him and about us. I dream of a day where we can give it a try, give it a go, without all of the extraneous and conflicting pressures beyond our control. And no matter what my friends and family say, regardless of the mountainous evidence to the contrary, I refuse to let go of my hope. He may not be in my life at the moment, but that doesn't mean I have to stop loving him...ever, if I so choose. That's up to me and no one else. Ingenious!