The speech that wanted to become a poem

Make a past for yourself
this is the best tip I have yet;
the present is now
the future will come regardless
but you can control
what you leave behind
and how you feel about it

You always hear
about

how 

you never lose true friends, 

or that if someone leaves, 

it was never meant to be

or that
everything will be alright 

in the end

it all sounds lovely 

except 

they are not being said in a profound,

accepting way

rather as a form of escapism;

we disregard pain

and weakness

we consider it unreal

unimportant

but accepting

that something was right

but you failed

and you have to move on

not because it was not "meant to be"

but because you couldn't make it

is alright

it's alright not to make it sometimes

there is no greater meaning behind it

and you have to move on

because there is nothing else you can do

and it will hurt

and this pain is very real

and very valid

and the hope you still have

is very real
also

and you are alive

and you are failing

and you are succeeding

and everything is what you make of it

and every memory is precious

I think the most important thing

is to keep the memories

move on gracefully

end things in a way

that you can keep people

and places

to your heart

and you will not need to say

"it was not meant to be"

you will say

"it was beautiful"

and smile