After awhile you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand & chaining a soul & you learn that love doesnt always mean security. You begin to learn that kissed aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with a grace of a woman not the grief of a child. You learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrows ground is too uncertain for plans and future have a way of falling down. After awhile you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much, so your plant your own garden and decorate your soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. You learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong and you do have worth and you learn.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail; I just don’t say anything.