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Going out, again, in search of love scares me.
How do I trust someone to stay when all I know is being left behind?
How do I know the right time when all I know is the wrong time?
How do I see the truth when all I know are lies?
How does a heart trust when all it knows is pain?
Please, someone tell me. How does it get better?
How do I know... when to not lose hope?
If happiness were in plant form it would be a palm tree.
Palm trees seem to exert happiness and peace.
All the palm leaves seem to dance freely in the wind care free.
They stand tall and confident in an environment described as “Paradise.”
Clustered in groups or standing alone, a palm tree holds their own unique character.
They are free to be themselves.
Sometimes I wish I could become this form of happiness.
This care free to dance with the wind.
