I try to talk to you, but I don’t know what to say. I am afraid you don’t want me to say anything. So I don’t. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out.And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart.And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you.But those words may forver stay in my heart-locked inside.Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too… but I’ll never know. — anonymous
After a while you learn,
the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning,
and company doesn’t always mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts,
and presents aren’t promises,
and you begin to accept your defeats,
with your head up and your eyes ahead,
with the grace of woman,
not the grief of a child.
and you learn to build all your roads on today,
because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans,
and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while,
you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much,
so you plant your own garden,
and decorate your own soul,
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure,
you really are strong,
you really do have worth,
and you learn and you learn,
with every goodbye, you learn…
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life is lovely.
p.s. you don’t need anyone else for most anything on this list. aka you can be happy all by yourself.
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Weary and lost. That is my last name.
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all the time, god is good ;)
I am all these and many more ;)