Excess is the cause of distress

The love of luxury has ruined the lives of so many

Too hopeful could cause you much misery

A stoic does not exaggerate his sorrow as he knows there are many others who suffer more.

Then I was thinking about you and how you paint my life every colour imaginable,
that you make me feel like the moment when you're running and its effortless and you swear if you ran a little faster you could fly,
you make me smile like suddenly there is a sky of fireflies and their glow is lighting up the whole word,
you make me ache when I am not with you, feel whole when I am and I know that each snowflake is different but you are a snowflake all of your own, not pale or white, you glow and I know when you look at me everything is on show, like suddenly I am a personal library for your viewing only and you are reading every book I have ever owned... and that... well it's terrifying

i do my thing
and you do your thing

i am not in this world to live up to your expectations
and you are not in this world to live up to mine

you are you
and i am i

and if by chance we find each other

it's beautiful

I have a little present
for you today
it's green
and blue
and pink
and gray

it helps my insides
grow and sway

it helps my sadness
tiredness
and hopelessness
go away

I hope this gift
of a bright smile
and a deep eye-gaze
into your heart
will stay

...

just for today
anyway!