you won't cry
so often
like rain patting down
on the pavement
you'll slowly
decrease the tears
not because
the hurt goes away
oh no!
the pain will linger
with every step
with every breath
with every thought
but even then
the pain becomes a friend
it'll allow you to
finish a sentence
without quivering
sharpen your gaze
without the
fog of tears
it will still hurt
when you reach
for comfort
but that pain
is good
it reminds you
how you got into
this mess
and you will learn
how to survive
in the mist
no hugging
no learning
just being
until you can't be
anymore
(not anytime soon)
