One tumbles and falls
Hard work all for naught.
The reliable one is now the sand under my feet giving way to disappointment and pain.
The other still remains, though silent as it sits, in all its glory just waiting for its fate to be told.
But I'm no soothsayer, and not even God will tell me how this one ends.
Perhaps this one, too, will crumble.
They always seem to.
(Update: Yep. He did too...)
