In the rarest of circumstances there will be an act so great that there is no way any human will ever be able to pay that act back. Acts aren’t made to be paid back but paid forward. Pass on the good deed with a smile on your face and a song in your heart.
Once that being no longer serves a purpose they become discarded and tossed like yesterday’s news. Only we do one better. When we decide to toss we also decide to burn the garbage on the way down to ensure zero to lil possibility of having any self esteem. What once looked like a caring friend now looks like that very disease that we have been trying so desperately to steer away from. There are so many ways to decipher through this mist of misconception. The pure of heart will never waiver in knowing right from wrong. Yes the untrained heart wants to believe that people will behave in the way that we have grown accustomed to.