I'm a freaking glass!!
Ok, okay let me explain...
A vase, looks beautiful when filled with a bouquet of luxurious and gorgeous red rosses. It may put on the dining table for a week, admired and complimented when noticed.
"Wow these are beautiful!" The woman touches the petals of the beautiful rose, smelled them and then turns her attention to the vase,
"Where'd you get this?" The owner answers with a shrugs of her shoulders and then the curious woman smiles, "Well I must get one for myself. It's absolutely stunning."
And then the vase is again ignored.
It's glass glistens in the light, creating a rainbow when the lights hits it correctly. But it's irritating to see the reflecting light on the glass, so the owner closes the window of her home, taking the beautiful rainbow away.
The flowers die, the owner tosses them into the trash, water that had filled the vase is poured down the sink. The vase falls from the owner's arm and shattered on the floor. The owner shrugs and sweeps the broken glass up and throws it away. The vase that had once held beautiful roses is now forgotten and replaced.
But wait.
What does this have to do with me being glass?
I am the friend who holds beauty when gives, the roses.
I then make something of a person's light, a rainbow.
When the beauty is taken, I am ignored.
But if something happens, I break and you replace me.
I am glass, beautiful and replaceable!!
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A/N
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