Online Romance G0o For The Gold
Hank could never bear to hear it when I'd admit some
broken feeling. I imagined him alone in his room, posters
from floor to ceiling, but his voice was all that I could
hear, his lips moving across the city. He assured me that
I'd live and that I didn't deserve his pity. 'You're a
guy who shouldn't wait for all your friends to reassure
you that you're great. Just write it on your hand and
you'll remember! Then in all those times of doubt when
they hurt your feelings you can stop and calmly say to
yourself again that you'll be alright. You can't let the
nagging of doubt bring you down.' He also said something
cheesy like, 'Go for the gold!' although I don't recall
his exact words, unfortunately. But for every silly thing
he says he'll bust out with some true words of wisdom:
'Some folks choose to wonder what the other side knows of
their doubt, but parade lines can't be faltered,' Hank
said. 'Let that confetti spill out.' I wanted to feel it,
and though I love a good parade, it's hard to join in
when your heart has been betrayed by someone that you
trust. While hanging up the phone I wished it seemed as
easy as the words that Hank had said the day I found my
heart shattered to dust. He said, 'Go get the dustpan.'
