Fictious Ardor, A Shakespearean Sonnet

Sincere belief in positive true love.
Looking for the real soul of endless hope.
Optimism was all I could think of.
Time is a virtue, impatience to cope.
Desperately wanting happiness and peace.
From past to future it is history.
Seeking a pristine fairytale and lease.
Glory of life is one big mystery.
Unpredictable outcome, vile ways.
Errors are valid strengths, you will endure.
Counting down the minutes, hours, the days.
Exhilaratingly, I want it more.
Lingering ideas that exist in time.
Right value, you are worth more than a dime.
-Sarah Afshar