the truth is that nothing in life is yours to keep forever

you borrow time, love, and joy

you pick them out like books on the shelf and spend your life mourning moments in time and missing people who were never yours to keep forever

but you cherish every page you turn, you stain each in tears and fill others with joy

you let some pages absorb your sadness and misery

and when the chapter book is over, you place it back on the shelf and cry for the ending of the story as you pick another book.