I
promise you,
one day, you'll
meet
a man
who won't take all your care and passion for
granted. He'll hold you like you deserve to be
held. He'll tell you all the things you want to hear, and
actually mean it; and tell you quite a few things you didn't
expect to hear, pleasantly surprising you. And he'll
keep
doing
that,
he's gonna keep surprising you, so that in four months, a
year, three years, that relationship between you does not go
stale. You'll be older, wiser-- you won't make the same
mistakes, you
won't lead
on a
guy
with
stars
in his
eyes
and
ice
in his
soul
when
his
feelings
run
deeper
than
yours.
And when you do end up falling, like you did last time,
this time, when you trip and fall and fumble, he will
not leave you behind. Just because this guy didn't work out
doesn't mean the next one won't. Let yourself hurt, and
let yourself heal. But remember, girl, when you are ready, to let
yourself trust again. You don't have to wear your heart
on your sleeve. Just
don't keep
it locked
away
where
no-one
can
get
to it,
because loneliness is a terrible thing. Honey, you are gold.
Go forth, and shine.