I’ve known quite a few relationships that resemble this one. Some people come into your life to become a part of it, others remain in them as memories. But whatever it may be, each of them bring along a lesson, a learning, acting out their part in the grandest stage act ever witnessed – LIFE!
Pencil: I’m sorry
Eraser: For what? You didn’t do anything wrong.
Pencil: I’m sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you’re always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.
Eraser: That’s true. But I don’t really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I’ll be gone and you’ll replace me with a new one, I’m actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.
A big thank you to all those who have made all my wrongs seem right, and eventually erased themselves from my lives, leaving me with a brand new page to start over with!