I've been told that if I see something beautiful (a flower, for instance), I should leave it alone, let it grow and bloom. But, I'm only human, and I've spent a long time holding on to nothing. So I say pick the flower, hold it, smell it, love it, and stop wasting your life wanting something that is right before your eyes.
Personally, I think the title is better than the poem, but I posted it anyway.