The only people with whom you should get even with are those that raised and helped you. 

The only people with whom you should give your all are those that never doubted yours. 

The only people with whom you should make your only people are those that made you theirs. 

But the only people are after all, only people. 

A malediction of what’s not meant. 

The moon chased after the sun before he could make her stay,
But it turned into a lonely night before day.

The rainbow cheered the cloud up before he teared,
But it turned  into a furious thunderstorm before it cleared.

For if the solemn utterance and solicitous deed is intended for love to be known and felt by the need, 
Then, there won’t be beauty before it.