fragile.

It is so strange to me how fragile everything can be. Friendships, relationships, trust, love, hate, respect, etc. We can spend such a long time focusing on these things; building them up into what we think could be the strongest possible wall known to man, when in reality, all it takes is a single tap, one little pebble thrown at it and it can be knocked all the way to the ground. Granted, sometimes these walls are as strong as we make them out to be, but there is always an Achilles Heel, a weak spot that could make everything fall.

Friendships can be lost over one little event. One thing that sparks a flame and hits a weak spot on both sides. Trust is broken when the completely unexpected, comes from those people you thought would never hurt you. Respect can deteriorate with one simple word, one simple phrase from who you thought would not stoop that low.

These events, these pebbles that are thrown at our weak spots can help create feelings of bitterness, of hate. But even those emotions are fragile. Bitterness is broken down when a pebble of gratefulness hits a weak spot. Hate is taken away with a simple act of kindness, an act of love. Everything we know is fragile. But one day, these fragile walls that have fallen can build themselves back up again. Over time we become strong again, strong enough to know that because everything is so fragile, nothing should be taken for granted.