Saying goodbye can make us cry
Ohh, that dear loved one who
brought us love and
sweet perfumes,
I'll never forget
the times we spent.
I'll never forget the growth
that swept our dear footsteps.

I'll never forget the times we wept
from mean things we said,
and mean things we kept-
inside our brains, inside our hearts-
resentment speaks in a dark filled blob
of angry worries.
Yet love, when really is love,
starts going beyond "the stories"
and realizes we all have met
for some profound reason
so that inside we can grow
in a kind of wisdom
that sparks true freedom
that's divine and true-
for all things that are not love
eventually help us bloom.

Everytime someone does something
I don't want,
it helps me ask myself-
have I also ever cried the same cry?
Have I ever insulted in a similar way?
Have I ever not been there for another
or for myself in a similar way?
And then it gives me inspiration
and direction
to start a new day in a very new way,
and I love how it brings me sweet wisdom today.

When I realize relationships bring
a kind of wisdom that's stored within-
that relationships are for growth,
not only for hugs and kisses that are so dear
and so lovely, as we share true intimacies
that's filled with yummy-
yummy feelings and yummy laughs,
there's more to that that fits the glass.
When relationship is created
out of respect and equality
and allowing eachother to mess up
because we know the focus is to gear
ourselves back in-
and truly focus to make this work
with love and purpose-
that's the kind of relationship I feel that works.
That's a real relationship to me,
a solid foundation that's full of peace.
I've come to know a real relationship with
another is strong,
once a real relationship with ourselves is
truly reborn.

May you always grow to a deeper you!
And may I always remember the kindness
we bloomed.
Everything else was just a lesson.
I send you love that's worth to mention.
In the end- the word is LOVE.