Like a tempered glass shelf

[random_redhead]

I take a surprising amount of load for years, get a bit marked and scuffed by the loads I've carried, and then suddenly a seemingly gentle touch and *boof* I go to pieces. Faults you had no idea were there running through me. My pieces spread far and wide. You'll be forever finding me hiding around you and deep under your skin.

Comments

[joexnz]

I can think of worse fates than carrying a piece of you with me for the rest of my life. Provided it doesn't involve leaving you in a pile of fragments

[angelkitty101]

This ^^

[redcountess]

Thirded.