this poem that's in your hand

is only here to listen

to take all your concerns

with no previous conditions

jotting down all that it can

for later consideration

hoping only to be of help

with all life's reparations

as this poem that you now hold

can neither be bought nor sold

it's one and only mission

is here to freely listen

You can say you like a person
You could like a person's laugh or smile
But my dear darling
Never say "I love you"
When you do you have enclosed yourself in a glass case full of water
Slowly and painfully losing oxygen
Because one day you'll have to let go
Whether it's a death or a moving on
It doesn't matter if your fingernails are latched on
Because they will eventually break
Never love a person so much
It is unbearable to leave them
You will forever be scarred of the knowledge that you have lost
what you have loved so dearly
Never get too attached.