Rambling in dust

The world itself supplies its own scaffolding w/ or w/out the human race. We're here though, building our own structures & systems; from skyscrapers to personal relationships. Even truths, assisting the ability to survive, but those truths don't always hold us up. Just as the structure of a building may collapse, so can we, along w/ all our beliefs.
One of the good aspects of destruction is the process of rebuilding. Such great potential exists in ruin that a better chance may come to fruition.
Private life & cohabitation. Two people can create their own language together, develop patterns, bond through experience & share feelings___ that at least result in contentment. However, it rarely lasts, & they leave their stance behind___ to find something new, whether or not everyone involved agrees. If it lasts___ well, good for them.
I don't believe in broken hearts, but I do believe in broken homes. A heart can only be 'broken' if one lets it be so. As for homes, it could be a mansion or a shack, it's the people inhabiting it that make or break the deal. If the people living there care & support each other no matter what, then the home is sanctuary. If not, then no matter the grandeur or simplicity of the structure, it may as well be an asylum or half-way house___ that no doubt breeds the belief of broken hearts.
Either way, all this is just rambling. Nothing is actually set in stone, being that change is our only dependable constant. Any stone can be broken down into dust.