Those broken hearts.

When the broken hearts are mended and the many tears are dried, you learn. When you're over the old affection and you realize that you can live without your first so-called love, you learn. You see that the world doesn't end just because you think it will, and that sometimes growing up means letting go. You learn what real love is, and you begin to see that one friend who really cares is better than a hundred friends who don't. You learn that you can be strong, take each day step-by-step, and survive every sad moment. So feel the pain and cry the tears. But when you're at the end of your rope, and you're ready to jump off that ledge, remember that heartaches fades, pain subsides, and though life seems at times too tough to handle, it's also too precious a gift to waste. Keep on living, never give up, and remember: As you grow, you learn.