I had one of those once. It fell out of my jacket pocket and into a pothole while I was walking across the street to my gf’s house.

It stayed in that pothole all spring & summer. Gradually eroding away in the rain, traffic, sunshine, whatever…

Every time I went to visit my gf it would be there. Smaller & smaller each time; a perfect illustration of her & my interest in our relationship.

Eventually we broke up, and that jawbreaker remained for who knows how much longer? It lasted longer than our love did, but it wasn’t nearly as sweet.