this poem is about someone whom i deeply cared about. the feelings were never returned, but i learned that with or without his love, i could make it and always remain strong and happy.
i learn to be strong
words of wisdom come to my ears,
telling me what i know in my heart,
but never wanted to hear.
with the truth finally said and out in the open for me to plainly see,
i wonder why i can love so deeply but never had that love returned back to me. i confessed the feelings that i held inside for so long,
but with his soft- hearted rejection, i realize i have to be strong.
with tears that want to flow from my eyes, i feel that my heart, along with my composure, slowly dies.
while this dramatic side is showing through with my ability to question and reason,
i think i may have found something in me that i can believe in.
love hurts . . .
that's what they all say, but i will love again when all this pain and sorrow goes away.
so i sit and think of all the things this situation has cost, and i realize that nothing very important has been lost.
instead, a learning experience has come from all this. i've learned that hardly anything is more important than my happiness.