Time Runs Out.

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We finally put ourselves out there –out in the open: Exposed to the point of no return. We forget about all the risks; about all the things that could potentially go wrong. We forget there is a thing called hurt. Everything seems fine and dandy for the moment. For once, happiness isn’t some intangible idea; something thought about, dreamed of, or philosophized. Nothing can go wrong, but then it does.

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There could be several ways things spiral out of control: A fight that can’t be taken back, betrayal, feelings that just keep getting in the way, someone hurts you beyond mending, etc. What happens now? This is where the lines blur. Some people bounce right back as if nothing had ever gone wrong. With just a blink of an eye, they’ve moved on. There are some who try to fix whatever happened; who knows if it’s a successful attempt or not. Some use it as a lesson: Another chapter filed away in their Worst Case Scenario Survival Guide to life. Others have no clue what to do. The pain stays under the surface, only coming out in private. There’s a thin sheet of protection that goes over the pain: It serves as a buffer between the pain and everything else.

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The sheet of protection appears to be strong, but it’s only a matter of time before something punctures it. Like magma erupting from a volcano, the pain has nowhere to go except burst through that hole. The mess that was supposed to be covered up ends up becoming worse because it was never taken care of. Life shatters around us as if it were made of glass.

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Who knows how much time we have left before our protection is broken. It doesn’t matter how many walls we put up: They’re all going to come crashing down. There’s no way to escape it. How much time is left? The walls are crumbling at the foundation. The disguises are becoming transparent. The hurt is about to explode. How much time is left?

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