Dangles on a string. Like slow spinning redemption.

I think of all the things I think are real (if any of them can actually be considered real at all), this is the one I believe most.

A lot of things I think are true I eventually end up seeing through. But God, please, PLEASE let me believe it every single day, just as much, for the rest of my life. Don't let this one get tarnished.

Hope.
It's the singlemost valueable, delicate, fragile, volatile of human emotions, and it is the most important.
You must always, always have hope.

If you lose it, to be frank, you're screwed.
It underlies everything you've got, past, present, and most definitely future. It is the only thing worth living for.
Without it, you cannot live.

If you lose hope, stop. Stop your life. Just drop everything, because none of it will matter if you don't, and none of it will matter until you find it again. (If you forge on, nothing might ever matter, ever, ever again.)
Put your life on pause, because if you lose hope you are NOT going in the right direction.
Whatever path you are on, get off. Whatever way you're going, stop. If you think it's right, it's not.
Fix it.

Without hope, you can not breathe.
It's delicate, fragile, impossible to find, easy to crush.
A beautiful truth.
But it's absolutely, undeniably, necessary.