It's strange how things work out most of the time. The more we love someone, the more fragile we become.The way I see it, love is like a glass house. When two people fall in love, they began their quest in building this beautiful and gorgeous glass house they aspire. When their relationship grows, so does the building process of the glass house. Each time they fight, a piece of glass will fall and shatter. But new pieces of stronger glass will be used to replace it and hold things back up.
However, should more cracks appear before a stronger pieces of glass is found to replace, the house will eventually crumble. The "builders" will get hurt but they will soon recover and learn to move on. No one knows how long the healing process will take for those who survive the crash; as for those who managed to finish the house, no one knows how safe and how long the house will stand.
- jessism © 17052007 -
2 comments:
Thts Deep Dude.
I'd prepared some glass for somebody, but i have not chance to built-up the building. So, once you had the chance, cherish it! Don't give up! Kampateh!
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