while sifting through the remnants
of rubble that was us,
i found one shining piece of gold
that i'll keep forever, nonetheless
you & i were holding hands,
laughing in shimmering light
as we both fell to the ground,
our love it did ignite.
to love is to risk not being
loved in return.
to hope is to risk pain.
to TRY is to risk failure.
but risk must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
sifting through the rubble.
Posted by Miss Lyss at 4:15 PM
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