After a while you learn the subtle
difference between holding a hand and
chaining a soul,
And you learn that
love doesnt mean leaning and company
doesnt mean security,
And you begin to
learn that kisses arent contracts and
presents arent promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats with your
head up and your eyes open, with the
grace of an adult, not the grief of a
child
And you learn to build all your
roads on today because tomorrows ground
is too uncertain for plans.
After a while
you learn that even sunshine burns
if you get too much.
So plant your garden and decorate your
own soul, instead of waiting for someone
to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
With every Goodbye you learn
