endless lit streets and paper cranes

If you were coming in the fall,
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn,
As housewives do a fly.

If i could see you in a year,
I'd wind the months in balls,
And put them each in seperate drawers,
Until their time befalls.

If only centuries delayed
I'd count them on my hand,
Subtracting till my fingers dropped
Into Van Diemen's Land.

If certain, when this life was out,
That yours and mine should be,
I'd toss it yonder like a rind,
And taste eternity.

But now, all ignorant of the length
Of time's uncertain wing,
It goads me, like the goblin bee,
That will not state its sting.

-Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

We can't blame others when love dwindles away-
For we knoew from the start it never promised to stay.

It's just one of those things where the stakes are high-
And sometimes it's forever, and sometimes it's good-bye.

When you love the right way, you will never lose-
No matter what path life may force you to choose.

You may end up with tears or a broken heart-
But you knew what you signed up for from the start.

You can only give what you've got to give-
And if that's not enough, then you must continue to live.

Life will go on and broken hearts will heal-
You must continue on your quest, for that's the deal.

Throw your heart into life and never stall-
For the greatest risk is to risk nothing at all.

You see, love if the only thing that we know-
That can be divided and divided but continue to grow.

And life isnt long enough to lock away our heart-
Just because life may have forced two people apart.

We will continue to love and continue to lose-
We will continue to pick and continue to choose.

And then one day we will just risk it all-
Take the chains off our hearts and dismantle the wall.

The last time we love and will be the forever-
And never again will out hearts be forced to sever.

We'll never have doubts that it'll go away-
Because this time, it'll be here to stay.

But until then we must endure all the pain-
For we only see sunshine if we can wait through the rain.

-Kristy Glassen

Just because im posting poems relating to love mean im in love or whatever shit. I just thought they were meaningful and should be shared.