After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand & chaining a soul, & you learn that love doesn't mean leaning, & company doesn't always mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts & presents aren't promises, & you begin to accept your defeats with your head up & your eyes ahead, with the grace of a man or a woman, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans & 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 & decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure, you really are strong, you really do have worth. And you learn, & you learn. With every good-bye.. You learn. ♥
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