I am glue.
I stick people together, my friends, and my family. I stick things together, like my parents relationship, during hard times.
But I am only water based.
Every tear breaks me apart a little more. Every time I cry myself to sleep, I fall apart more so than before.
Next I won't heal.
Next time my bonds won't be so sticky. Next time I won't be the only one falling apart.
I might not seem very detrimental but as I fall, my world around me echoes that.
So as I lie here, every drip drop that I catch I worse than it appears.
Every little salty drop
AN: Okay, just pretend this is fanfiction, like its Mitchie or Tess or something.