Brittle but beautiful is the only thing we hope to acheive. its not fame or fourtune. in a way it is. you acheive the fame from the one person who matters the most to you and your fourtunate enough to have that person in your life. they say love is like a river, when its flowing its beautiful and strong, yet....when a log or a fallen soldier lays across the path, it browns and uglifies untill you do not recognize the beauty of what once was. only through help and partnership can you remove that log, or that fallen soldier of devience then the river flows once again. it is beautiful yet brittle. just like the love of two people, who would do anything for eachother. they would DIE for the other...but one small trip up and its onto the ugly waters of which you do not recognize the beauty of what once was there but now is conceived into a whole new reality of betrayal and hurt and sorrow. brittle but beautiful is love.
love is legit
when you love somone, it doesn't matter what they do, their always in your heart, no matter how many times its been broken. don't worry cuz you'll find someone new, someone who won't hurt you like they've hurt me.
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