After a while, you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that Love doesn't mean leaning
and company doesn't mean security. And you
begin to understand that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises. And you begin
to accept your defeats with your head held high
and your eyes open, with the grace of a woman,
not the grief of a child. You learn to build
your roads on today, because tomorrow's ground
is too uncertain and futures have a way of
falling down in midflight. 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 arre strong. And you really do have
worth and that you keep learning. With every
goodbye you learn.
(Author Unknown)