Monday, November 16, 2009


“after a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and sharing a soul, and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning, and company, doesn't mean security, and you begin to learn that kisses are not contracts, and presents are not promises, and you begin to accept your defeat with your head up high, and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not with the grief of a child, and you learn to build your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans. 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...”

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