Hope is love

OPINION COLUMN #27

An existential matter stands out tonight: do you love because you hope? or do you hope because you love?

Which is first?

To fall in love, you always need a bit of hope. or you hit reality. the endness of reality. and you stop on the edge. without a fall. if you already know it is going to end. although certain stunwoman who always knows how it is going to end always decides to fall. what’s the point if not? you’d rather lie in your queen’s bed. alone. with your cat. if you only stays on the edge. you should stay at home.

You get it. “certain stunwoman”. aka me!

Then. For most people. love comes because you hope. you challenge reality and ends. you tell yourself “what if”. what if I fell in love? and then you fall. heart full of hope.

I would even stay “certain stunwoman who always knows how it is going to end” does decides to fall because of. thanks to. “what if”. Therfore hope.

Anyway. Once you have fallen in love. Is hope still in charge of love? or is it the opposite? don’t you stil hope. against all odds. because you do love? and love conquers all?

Even healing broken hearts?

Don’t you ride dead ends no entry highways against the grain because you love and therefore hope there will be a side road a cycle line a resting area for the rocket of love?

Anyway. I don’t have any answer to that question.

Only “certain stuntwoman” ‘s empirical observation.

I always fall in love with my hope parachute.

And I love so I hope.

Which is first? I couldn’t tell. but Love is Hope and Hope is Love. For sure!

Maybe I’ll get a tattoo for it. like some others would do with Carpe Diem. on my left butt cheek. not only am I a stuntwoman. I always have a great sense of humour.

Love is Hope. Hope is Love. and I think it is beautiful.

Justine T. Annezo – April, 22nd 2026 – GTM+2