Tuesday, November 22, 2005
there's this glue between every pair of friends.
and the closer you are, the glue is all thick and gooey, flowing down in surplus even.
the bad part is, sometimes one of you, or both, moves towards others. and the glue thins out, stretching itself as gaping holes develop on the layer of white. Holes merge, and finally, just when the distance between you and another is so small that the glue on both of you starts to fuse, the former layer of glue is spread out too thinly and detaches itself from one another. both of you are no longer in contact, by glue.
but glue is reusable.
isnt it.
and the closer you are, the glue is all thick and gooey, flowing down in surplus even.
the bad part is, sometimes one of you, or both, moves towards others. and the glue thins out, stretching itself as gaping holes develop on the layer of white. Holes merge, and finally, just when the distance between you and another is so small that the glue on both of you starts to fuse, the former layer of glue is spread out too thinly and detaches itself from one another. both of you are no longer in contact, by glue.
but glue is reusable.
isnt it.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 1:20 AM.
