A Bucket of Water

A relationship is like a bucket,
Love is like water.
If you add love into the bucket,
You'll fill it up, drip by drip.

If you pour it in, the bucket might break.
If you put it in too slowly, the water might evaporate.
If you put it in just right,
You can keep it full overnight.

If the bucket is full,
Your relationship is fufilling.
If the bucket is empty,
You don't have one.


The above is just an observation. But the below is to a person, and she knows who she is.


If the bucket is full,
You can be happy.
But a wrong word or a mean action,
Drains a bit of the water away.

If you abuse the relationship,
You dip into that precious supply of water.
If you fill it up again,
You will once again be happy.

But the thing that you did,
That mean, terrible thing.
It was mean, unnecessary and hypocritical.
You say you never do it but you just did.

You didn't dip into the supply of water.
You didn't fill it back up.
You just poured the whole thing out,
And broke the bucket and burned the pieces.

You can make a new one,
But it will never be the same.
And the water you cast away,
You can never again reclaim.

Brood on that,
Think about it.
Because i know one thing for sure,
You showed me your true colors,
And they turned out to be white -
The color of a white lie.