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 mean security.
And you learn to accept your defeats with your head held high and your eyes wide open, with the grace of a new
student, not the tantrums of a child.
And you learn that in the darkness of struggle acceptance and surrender mate, impregnating you with new life.
And in time you learnt that even sunshine burns if you’re exposed too long.
So you plant your own garden and water your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really are strong. And you learn that you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn… as surely as the dawn comes… You Learn.