After some time, one learns the subtle difference between holding hands and entwining souls, and one learns that love doesn't mean sleeping together, and that company doesn't mean safety, and one begins to learn...
That kisses are not contracts and gifts are not promises and one begins to accept his failures with his head held high and open eyes and one learns to lay out his paths today, because the terrain of tomorrow is too unsure for plans... and the future has a way of falling apart.
And after some time one learns that if it is too much, even the heat of the sun will burn.
So one plants his own garden and adorns his own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring him flowers.
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