you go on hiding your face with your hands,
until they’re soaking wet with tears.
you wipe it all up,
you get up,
when all you ever wanted was to disappear.
but listen to me my dear,
all this hurt wasn’t for nothing,
all this hurt was worth something.
you have loved,
you have been good,
you have been broken,
you are bent,
you have learned.
and now you have to get up,
to keep on going.











