Last few months, it's been a upheaval of sorts, nothing that's outwardly visible, a silent turmoil churning it's path through the roots
People have a profound effect on one another. They come into you're life unannounced. The doors open and you're in a zone with them. The small things change. The routine changes. The outlook shifts. The horizons widen. The time runs by. The years move on. The summers and winters go by. The feelings flow by. The arguments come by. The reconciliation happen till ..... It snaps.
It snaps at one end, the tension at the other end feels slack. The disconnect pours in. The small things disperse. The routine stalls. The outlook negates. The horizon collapses. The time moves slowly. The years take a reverse gear. The summers and winters pass by. The betrayal beats the feelings. You argue within. The reconciliation doesn't happen You snap.
You snap, never to be the same again. The marks of the time, heal by time but you'll never be the same. You're lesser by a few roots. The decay sets in. Let go or get consumed.
