Sunday, 25 December 2011
Sand of my love
Relationships of all kinds are like sand held in your hand.
Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is.
The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on,
the sand trickles through your fingers.
You may hold on to some of it, but most will be spilled.
A relationship is like that.
Held loosely, with respect and freedom for the other person,
it is likely to remain intact.
But hold too tightly, too possessively,
and the relationship slips away and is lost.
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sand slips... but relation is not a sand .. if u like ull b however it is .. if get bored no1 can stop u.. from going away. yes no1 can stop u ..
ReplyDeleteYeah. "Relationships of all kinds are like sand held in your hand" is right.
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