When you pull a string,
It stretches.

As you keep pulling,
It gets longer and longer.

'Til The string can't take anymore,
And breaks.

Sending each end flying,
In opposite directions.

As you stand there,
Looking at the two pieces on the floor,
You decide to pick them up,
And tie them back together.

In hopes to stretch,
The string all over again,
'Til it breaks.