love is like glass. <br />sometimes you can see through it, sometimes not. <br />it is delicate, so you have to hold on tight. <br />Some glass is beautiful, some are smeared. <br />and when you loosen your grip, it shatters before your eyes. <br />Hold on to it, and you will see your true love.<br /><br />jacob baker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-1700/
