not that one just learns ... But after a while, 'after a while' ...
learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love does not rely on someone and the company is not security;
and you learn that kisses are not contracts and presents are not promises;
and learn to accept all losing your head up, eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child;
and learn to build all your roads today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain to make plans.
So plant your own garden and decorate your soul instead of waiting for someone to send flowers.
Enrico Brignano , "For you I open a book"
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