In short

by remembertoexhale

I have learnt
that I can’t want more than 
anyone is willing to give me
because expectations
are recipes for disaster 
and I don’t want disaster anymore
I have seen too many 
felt their shards penetrate one too many of my skin cells
I will take what you give
and I won’t ask for more
but I will not wait for it either
and if I know for sure
where the giving comes from
I’ll give from the only place I know
means anything
I have it stored in boxes 
and jars
seeds that just need a little watering
but I will not
listen to empty promises
and pretty words that pull pretty flowers
out the sky
because everyone knows
that flowers have to grow through dirt to get their beauty