Castles Made of Sand
He turned the key in the ignition and the radio was on. He could have sworn that it wasn't on when he drove up. But there it was, that knowing voice, that voice with a bit of a chuckle in it as if it were saying 'You know this, you fool. You know this, I already told you but I'll tell you again.'
"And
so castles made of sand
Fall
in the sea,
Eventually."
Pete drove away from the house where he thought he would begin his new life, with his new wife, a puppy and if they were lucky children. He had it all planned out, he could actually see it, and that's why he put the down payment on the house. It was like tipping the balance in their favor. Sam described what she had wanted and he went out to find her dream. He knew she would love it and everything else would fall into place. But the house seemed to throw the balance in the other direction. He could tell from the minute she saw it. She had attempted to smile and be enthusiastic but it didn't ring true. He thought he had gotten it right and it was everything she wanted but he just knew. So when she met him this morning, it hurt. He felt everything crumble from beneath his feet: the wedding, the home, the family, all his dreams, built on sand, sliding away. But as much as it hurt he wasn't surprised, devastated but not surprised. Strangely, she questioned his response. What did she want? And how could he tell her, in his heart he knew and it hurt.
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Jimi Hendrix – Castles Made of Sand