The Teeter Totter and the Spider's Web

Don't they describe all of life?

We go up and down on the teeter totter
Bound by the person on the other end.
The ride can be exhilarating. But sometimes,
Right in the middle,
That person jumps off and leaves. You crash, with a sinking heart to the dirt below.
It seems to take forever to catch your breath.
You are filled with total disbelief.
How could they have done this to you?
They knew the pain that would follow.
Did they just not care? Or is that just how life is?
A brief high ride to the sky and then The inevitable fall to the hard reality of life.

We should have guessed about the spiders web,

The oh so fragile strand of silk Spun out by that creature I had always feared.
Beauty glistens in the dawn with the dew
Sparkling like tiny diamonds in among the strands.
Love is as tenuous as these fragile strands.

We think when it is new and strong
That it will engulf us in the beauty of the web
And tie us always together,
But it is not true.

Even words can rip it apart
And the bond it made for love
Twists to the ground in a heap of sticky dust,
Just like us, broken, empty,
So wanting the beauty back.

But words are like the sharpest of knifes
As they rip through the beauty that was us.

Our lives ... our ups and downs
As we teeter tottered
In the bliss that comes
When we were totally balanced
For that tiny short time
And then ... The web unraveled.