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 always 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 the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child

And you learn

To build all your roads on today

'Cause tomorrow's ground's 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 of it

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

You really are strong

You really do have worth

And you learn

And you learn

With every goodbye, you learn.




*a meaningful poem taken from a website.. but i don't remember the URL..sorry*