I got this from Plus Sized Women. It says what I've been trying to express for so long. I'm glad someone finally put it into words.
Read it slowly and carefully. Read it again. Take it to heart.
http://www.banned-width.com/pmsfiles/dawn.html
"After a While"
by Veronica Shoffstall
(Sometimes referred to as "Comes the Dawn")
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.
Read it slowly and carefully. Read it again. Take it to heart.
http://www.banned-width.com/pmsfiles/dawn.html
"After a While"
by Veronica Shoffstall
(Sometimes referred to as "Comes the Dawn")
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.
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lastbadger:
I leave for Vegas Monday night, at about 10pm. I liked the poem you posted and linked to. I read it first from the webpage and then again in your entry. I think it tells a great truth about enjoying being in a relationship. That it is not an obligation. The time a lover spends with you is a gift, each moment of it. If they leave they are not taking anything away from you, they have just ceased giving that thing. I hope that everyone takes the time in between relationships to "plant" their "garden", and "decorate" their "soul." I know I need to do that more. Great piece, thanks for turning me on to it.
pistolkiss:
hey sweetie, are you online right now? i need to talk to you about something, it's kinda urgent.....
