After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and changing a soul. And you learn that love doesnt mean leaning and company doesnt mean security. And you beginn to learn that kisses arent contracts, and presents arent promises. And you beginn 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 built all your roads on today because tomorrows ground is too uncertain for plans. And futures hava a way of falling down in midflight 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 are strong. And you really do have worth. And you learn. And you learn. With every goodbye you learn.
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