It only takes a moment to collapse your world. The world you oh so fondly built with thousands of memories, hopes and desires, thinking it was the strongest of your creation , comes down shattering with only a pebble thrown by someone as if it was made up of glass. Taking all the pieces in your hand you frantically search for something to bond it with, some super glue , jello what ever comes handy. You keep adamant on trying to fix it but deep down a ache in your hearts starts assuring you that it would not fix it. Yet you keep doing that task of fixing up your broken world, how foolish it seems to be.
Knocking at the door of someone with your glass world in hand while knowing that they are not in a generous mood seems foolish enough but what to do if its the only door you know you can knock at. The only door that opened for you when all others were closed shut, the only door that has someone peeking at you from the windows, the time you turn around , they hide. The only door that was once yours.
So it happened, you took the world from my hands and smashed it in front of me while i was begging for mercy and slammed the door in my face. Mustering up all of my courage i made it look like that i stomped away in anger, while i was sitting down in front of your entrance with my head against the wooden door. And you were breathing hard too on the other side in that exact same position. Little do we both know that the only distance between us is that old , weak and egoistic piece of wood , that thinks that it can stop us from seeing each other again. Beacuse people who are meant to be together , always find a way back to each other.
