Our hearts connected by hundreds of tiny little...

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Our hearts connected by hundreds of tiny little strings.

Trust.

Friendship.

Loyalty.

Understanding.

Respect.

Some stronger then other.

Love.

The strongest of them all. Not a string, but a chain, composed of the strongest material you can find.

Time went by, and slowly everything weakened, but love, it remained strong.

Occasionally one of the strings would snap as we grew farther apart.

Love remained strong.

Until the day when all the strings had snapped, and you decided you didn’t want love to hold us together anymore.

Out came the chainsaw. Attempt after attempt, you couldn’t sever my end of the chain. Your end was severely damaged, but still, it remained.

One weakened chain holds us together. You never completely severed the tie.

You didn’t have the strength.

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