I had hope.

I was excited for things to come. I was looking forward to what was ahead of me, and all in one it got shot down. Three birds with one stone. Great aim, great shot.
It's that empty feeling, that at 'a loss of what to do or say' feeling, that you get when you have almost everything, and you're so close to having it all, and someone takes it from you.
They lie to you.
They ignore you.
They don't know you exist.

This is one of those moments, where I'm fighting a the angry ocean and it's current, and I just give up. Stop fighting...because for that split second I think...What's the point?