After a while you learn the subtle differences
between holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning,
and that company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and your eyes ahead,
with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads on 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 ask 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 do have worth.
And you learn...
And you learn...
With every good-bye, you learn....
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