After some time you learn the difference, the subtle difference between giving a hand and fettering a soul;
And you learn that to love doesn't mean to support yourself, and that company doesn't always mean security.
And you learn that kisses are not contracts and that gifts are not promises.
And you start to accept your loss with your head up and eyes straight ahead, with the grace of a grown-up, not the sadness of a child.
You learn to build the roads of today, because tomorrow's land is too unknown to make plans and the future usually falls from nowhere.
After a while you learn that the sun burns if you expose yourself to it for very l