Never Give All The HeartNever give all the heart, for loveWill hardly seem worth thinking ofTo passionate women if it seemCertain, and they never dreamThat it fades out from kiss to kiss;For everything that's lovely isBut a brief, dreamy. Kind delight.O never give the heart outright,For they, for all smooth lips can say,Have given their hearts up to the play.And who could play it well enoughIf deaf and dumb and blind with love?He that made this knows all the cost,For he gave all his heart and lost~William Butler Yeats
This poem I dedicate to a friend of mine who has been drunk with love so long that he didn't realize that it has long passed him by.
He played everything by the book, guarded his love with every effort humanly possible.
But the mover of hearts has never been mortal, so the heart goes its own way according to His plans.
I dearly hope he is stronger when beaten to the ground and rise as never before.
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And remember every time you give away a piece of your heart, to keep a portion to yourself. You can't lose it all by just that one person.
You still have your life before you and your family and friends that need your presence.
To drown and die in the sea of need is a curse of the unrequited love. So when you set out to give a part of you to another, make sure that that person is really waiting and longing for you to reach their side soon.
If not, look up to the stars and navigate away into the night.
Even if the sky is dark, press on.
No use waiting, that harbor is no longer there.
But the wind is blowing, and you must set your sails bravely through the open sea.
InsyaAllah, you will realize one day that you were only scarred and unbroken. And of course, there's someone out there who's waiting for you to arrive ;)
