The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known
defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found
their way out of the depths. These people have an appreciation, a
sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them withcompassion,
gentleness, and a deep loving concern. They are the beautiful angels
living among us.
I have this theory that the more important and intimate the emotion,
the fewer the words are required to express it. For instance, in dating,
“Will you go out with me?” Six words. “I think I care for you.” Five words.
“You matter to me.” Four words. “I love you.” Three words. “Marry me.”
Two words. So what’s left? What’s the most important and intimate word
you can ever say to somebody? It’s “goodbye”
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 an adult, 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. After a while you learn
that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So 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.
He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect.
But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if
he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to him and give
him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking
about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he
knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect
more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy,
yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard
when there is love to be hard. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s
always one guy that is perfect for you.
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 an adult, 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. After a while you learn
that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So 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.
He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect.
But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if
he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to him and give
him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking
about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he
knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect
more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy,
yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard
when there is love to be hard. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s
always one guy that is perfect for you.
