A Little Taste of What Matters Most

It’s not the words but people who write them that matter,
It’s not the words but from whose mouth they are uttered,
It’s not the kisses but the heart from where the love springs,
It’s not the kisses but whether they make your lover sing,
It’s not the time but with whom it is spent whilst it flies,
It’s not the time but till when you can bide your anguished cries.

Just remember that. Just hope.