After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn love doesn't mean leaning and
company doesn't always mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't
contracts and presents aren't always promises
and you begin to accept your defeats with your
head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of
a woman, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain
for plans and futures have a way of falling
down in mid-flight.
After a while, you learn that even sunshine
burns if you get too much
So you plant your own garden and decorate
your own soul instead of waiting for someone
to bring you flowers
And you learn that you really can endure, that
you really are strong and you really do have
worth and you learn and you learn
with every good-bye, you learn.
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