Fragile

Gravity. It's a song. Given to me from a very very dear friend of mine. I didn't like it that much back then. But it's the song I've been humming everywhere now.

There's something about that song that really says what I've been feeling at the moment. No, not the whole songs, but that part about how true, that I am, so fragile.

Oh, how i thought i was stronger.

The truth is, we all think we can get through things, given that we have a line well defined. We all thing that we can draw certain lines and stick to the other side of the line. Little that we know, as time passed, the space we draw begin expanding , shifting more on this side to the other. Like a drop of water from the kitchen faucet into a big pool of stagnant liquid. Splashed. Still, didn't cross the line, we thought. Just another benefit of zero error. Another room for mistakes. Another 'it's still ok' moment. We moved on. We forget and forgive ourselves, unconsciously expending it even more. That line around the circle we draw, little by little, vanished. Just like that drop of water. So clear and defined at first, but ceased away in no time.

Guess what i'm really trying to point out is, how brittle, our little heart can be. How we all need a little something more to hold on to. No matter what we said or do, or how far we already pushed the line, we need to know that somewhere, somehow, there is always a voice that's never gonna be tired of calling us back to that center point of the circle, when the first drop touched.

How I'm thankful, that voice, even very distance, still calling.

Something always brings me back to You.
It never takes too long..