Evaboschmanx

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If you think about it, a wave is like love.. Just laying in the sea, until there comes more water into the wave.
          	He gets bigger and bigger, and even though he knows the dry sand will kill him, he won't stop growing. But when that happens, there is going to be an explosion of waterdrops everywhere and the wave won't be able to put himself together again. 
          	Then the wave won't be as big anymore, but he will slowly go back into the water, to the rest, searching for new water to form a wave with. They'll never stop doing that, however they know the sand will be there. Sometimes it has to come from afar, sometimes the wave will be almost on the coast already, but they all know, that eventually they'll be there...

Evaboschmanx

this message may be offensive 
If you think about it, a wave is like love.. Just laying in the sea, until there comes more water into the wave.
          He gets bigger and bigger, and even though he knows the dry sand will kill him, he won't stop growing. But when that happens, there is going to be an explosion of waterdrops everywhere and the wave won't be able to put himself together again. 
          Then the wave won't be as big anymore, but he will slowly go back into the water, to the rest, searching for new water to form a wave with. They'll never stop doing that, however they know the sand will be there. Sometimes it has to come from afar, sometimes the wave will be almost on the coast already, but they all know, that eventually they'll be there...