"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 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 open
With the grace of a 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…
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn…
With every goodbye you learn."
“I want to see the real you.
I want to feel you without a shield,
put your guards down,
and let me in.”
You think he means
the thoughts in your mind,
the many holes in your heart,
and the words you write
on late nights.
So you fuck him,
not because you love him
but because he made you believe
that he did indeed
fall in love with you, too.
“It’s hard letting go of someone who was your first. He was my best friend but after we did it, he stopped being my friend.” // M.D.L