Tuesday [The Fear That You Won't Fall]

Dearest,
things have changed
seasons pass
leaves and tears and rain fall.
Seeds sprout and bloom and wither and die.
Peaople laugh and smile and cry
and they hurt you.

Yes.
They hurt you.

But dearest, please know...
there is nothing sadder than sadness itself.
Nothing madder than anger.
Nothing to worry for but worry itself.
No need to panic and nothing to fear.

And nothing at all
more precious, more beautiful, more lovely
than a heart
that loves.


Just love.





Everything else will come.

but i don't have to make this mistake, and i don't have to stay this way...