Sticks and Stones my break my bones but BRICKS will probably hurt me.

You can relate anything to love.
Love can be a soft pillow thrown at you, or a face soul crushing brick.
The lucky ones have the pillow thrown at them once or twice.
But for some of us...we always get the brick.

The Brick feels like,
Rubbing alcohol on an open wound,
Crashing into a car on your bike,
Losing something your passionate about,
Stubbing your toe,
Stepping on a lego,
The end of The Fault In Our Stars,
Not being able to pee on a road trip,
Having a stuffed up nose and not being able to breath all night,
A big zit on your lip the day of Homecoming.

But the Brick is what makes us stronger.
It get's us ready to ready to have the pillow.
We will appreciate the pillow so much more when the bricks have been thrown in our face countless times.

Yes the brick will suck.
Yes we might give up on the pillow because the brick makes you sad at night.
Yes the brick is going to hurt you!

But what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
And there is always a rainbow after a storm.
And your pillow is waiting for you. You just haven't found it yet.