Let me be useful. It hurts to hurt. It helps to help.
When the future comes and I finally find my feet, I will walk as tall as my frame will stand. The hand that I extend and words that I speak will be gentle and graceful. People will know that my heart has only room for them. I'll paint colors and give them away in the words that I write, in the pictures I draw with my pen.
When the future comes and I finally know that I have found the way to circle back and around in the perfect dance step, I will play a symphony just for my friends. No one else will ever know, the brightness, the brilliance, the blue-black, indigo of the night silence of the peace that I feel inside when I share a space with someone that I care about, that I have in my heart and my head.
When the future comes, I'll know how to hold someone's feelings within my own always and ever, never to make a hurt. Until then, I live in a world wondering at a future me that could do that even once without fail.
The hardest part of now is knowing what might have been and what the future might be.
It's the heart of a beginner to always have the future to offer a friend.
--me strauss Letting me be