Hope to his Dark

The street was dark, 

he walked down it with no destination in mind. 

He was looking for something. 

Or was it someone? 

He kept going until he reached the end of the street and stopped. 

A girl walked by, 

he followed her into the room. 

She turned around, 

"Are you looking for me?" She asked him. 

He smiled at her, "You're my hope." 

His hope. His future. His reason. 

"You found the right girl then," she smiled and knew being someone's hope isn't the easiest, 

but it's always worth it.