Since then, he and I have begun our dating life anew, this time powering through every mistake made before to become something greater. I still retain my old belief, yet my testimony has become invalid. So I will take my argument and bring it here.
I believe in balloons.
Balloons contain more power than one may originally think. They come in different shapes, sizes, and colors yet at the end of the day they are all made out of the same latex base. Humans come in many different shapes, sizes, colors, and also ethnicities, and purposes they serve in this world - but no matter the differences, they are all made of the same biological base.
No matter the materials used, the inescapable truth is that all balloons pop. When put under too much tension they simply can not handle it anymore and burst. Balloons are fragile. As such, humans can “pop”. When under too much stress and too much pressure …show more content…
Sometimes I snap. When I was in my old relationship, every time we broke up I deflated a little more, until I had barely any life in me. I didn’t care about anything anymore, and I was merely surviving rather than living. But my partner’s perseverance and his will to keep trying told me something - no matter how many times I cracked, no matter how drained or damaged I could become, he’d always be there to put me back together again. This realization led me to understand that he and I have some unspoken fate to be together, seemingly so that when we pop, we’d always have someone there to help us fly