The friends you will call extensions
of yourself the day you graduate high
school may not be the first people
you call when you get engaged.
Not all kisses will be good ones.
Some will be wet and miss your
mouth by so much, you’ll start to
wonder if they’re looking for
something beyond you, something
your skin will never add up to.
The first time you go home with
a stranger, tell them they are
beautiful and spend the night
begging them to show you
more of their heart in between
your crescendos and releases.
When you leave in the morning
without saying goodbye, hope
they understand that it was
for their own good.
The people you love can be
untouchable and hard and mean
when they have been hurt, but
do not let that stop you from
breaking down their bathroom
doors and holding them together.
You will find that people often
insist that they are whole far
more when they are falling apart
inside of your arms.
It took me so long to learn that other
people are not limbs. You can hurt
for them when they break, but your
pain will not be one in the same with
their experience. Do not tell her you
“know how she feels”, tell her you
will be here when she needs to
Pain can be so great, but the
sky is always the most beautiful
after nasty storms, bent on
knocking down trees and keeping
homes in the dark.
Buy an umbrella.
Don’t let anyone tell you
that you do not already
have everything you will
Give me books, fruit, French wine, and fine weather, and a little music out of doors, played by somebody I do not know.