hopelessly
Hope, deceiving as it is, serves at least to lead us to the end of our lives by an agreeable route.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
I do hope that our spring will be starting shortly and we will all be able to enjoy some sunshine again.
HOPE, ABLE TO ENJOY SOME SUNSHINE AGAIN
There are hurdles, there are handicaps, hardships you have to face in life, but you hope for a great future.