After a which you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean learning
And company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman,not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
And future have a way of falling down in mid-flight.


though i didn't do this