After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security
And that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head held up and your eyes open
And you come to plant your own garden
Decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers
And you learn that you really can endure
That you really are strong
That you do have worth
And you learn and you learn
With every goodbye you learn
(Anon.)
