After a while u learn the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And u learn that love doesnt mean leaning and
company doesnt mean security,
And u begin to learn that kisses arent contracts
And presents arent promises,
And u 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 u learn to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for
plans.
After a while u learn that even sunshine burns if
u get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own
soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring u
flowers.