Liar, Liar, pants on fire, oh, wait! That's your life that's burning!

        When I met you, I started building a bridge between our hearts. With every little bit of my life I shared with you, another block was laid and cemented into the bridge. As time passed, the bridge grew bigger, longer, more beautiful, and strong. Until the day I decided to supplement the real bricks with a cheaper, less sturdy kind. In my eyes, these cheaper bricks were prettier, a better way to build a bridge with someone like you. You didn't see how bad the bricks were because they appeared to beautiful and you started including others to join in the idea of this bridge. With every new person came a new entrance and path to our bridge. I used only the cheap bricks from then on. It grew and grew and before I knew it, I could no longer see the original layer of brick. I was content keeping the secret to myself, hoping you wouldn't see that the bricks weren't as pretty as they seemed. Hoping you wouldn't find out and think that I cared less for you because of the cheap bridge I had built. You tried to introduce the perfect architect into our bridge. I fought you, knowing someone with His expertise would see right through my faulty wiring and poor beam support. You invited Him anyway, after all, it is half your bridge. It only took one step onto the bridge to start the fall out. One crack is all it took to bring the massive bridge down in flames. You looked at me, almost as if you knew the whole time that the bridge was built to fall, and said you still loved me. I wanted to believe you, but I had been here before. Our bridge, if it could ever be rebuilt, would never be the same. It would always be a reminder of history we once shared together. It would provoke feelings of sadness, grief, and even anger. No, I knew our bridge had been burnt. Maybe one day I will learn to stop building bridges. Or maybe I'll learn to use the real deal no matter what the cost. At this point, I doubt I'll ever learn. I'll just keep running. After all, there is always another ocean. I just hope this time I drown in it.