Actions speak louder than words, at least that's what they say.
But alot of what I see I still find hard to believe. In this life we
must live, we must breath. Sometimes without much reason. You can take a
heart, you can even break a heart. But can you put it back together
again. As a child I read of humpty dumpty. He fell down and couldn't be
put back together again, and ring around the rosie which states we all
fall down. So then wouldn't it then also be true that if we all fall
down there is no hope of being put back together again. These are things
taught to us as children, and much of what we learn as a child, we
carry into adulthood. If you take a piece of fragile glass, perfect and
beautiful, and throw it to the floor, then stomp all over it, can you
then change your mind and piece it back together. If we take what we
learn as children the answer is no. We cannot. So if you take a heart,
throw it to the same floor and stomp all over it, can it then be piece
back together. I think not. No words, no actions, no changes in life can
take what you've destroyed and make it whole and perfect and beautiful
again. It will always be damaged, always be broken, always be...
shattered. The slightest jarring could render it in pieces once more. It
doesn't make it stronger, doesn't make it more beautiful. It just makes
it that much more damaged and unfit for another perfect heart. Life is a
fickle thing. It takes it's own course and the actions we take can
change that course for better or for worse. Sometimes for better then
the actions of someone else can take it all away and make it far worse
than ever imagined. Then they can tell you how very sorry they are, and
that they wanna make it up to you, but can they? Sadly, no. Sometimes
things, most especially those that are not material. Cannot be given
back or made up. You can tell a heart you're sorry, you can promise this
and that. But in the end... nothing can change what has been done. Win
or lose, right or wrong, whether up or down. It will always be just
that... Broken.
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