You can shed tears that he is gone,
or you can smile because he has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that he’ll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all he’s left.
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see him,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him only that he is gone,
or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what he’d want
After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul…
And u learn that love does not mean leaning and company does not mean security…
And u begin to learn that kisses are not contracts and presents are not promises…
And u begin to accept your defeats with your head high and your eyes open, with a grace of an adult and not the grief of a child…
And u learn to build all the roads on today cos tomorrow’s ground is just too uncertain for plans…
After a while u begin to learn that even sunshine burns if u get too much…
So plant your garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone else to bring u the flowers.
And u will learn that u really can endure.
That u really are strong,
And that u really have worth.