Sunday, May 08, 2005

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 your head up and your eyes open
And 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 the sunshine burns if you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

You will learn that you really can endure,
And that you really are strong,
And that you really do have worth.

And you learn,
And you learn.
With every goodbye, you learn.

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for all the broken-hearted ones out there, be at peace with yourself. Live to learn and know yourself. In doing so you will learn to live.