Still

Sometimes things are falling apart into pieces, and you get confused, you always being asked to yourself how to bring them back together? I don’t know would it be familiar for everyone either it’s just me who has this kind of senses to perceive them. A small event can change everything, your plans, your desire, maybe everything whatever you have scheduled so far. These events can drill the dark and tangled mine of memories where you don’t want to spare a single minute of your life. But it happens, and you can’t control it. Just you can take care of those falling pieces, you can collect them and store safely so if ever get a chance in future either you find a way to join them together. You can have them again but when and how you still have to wait for that no one knows.

Hard sometimes to bring all the pieces those are fallen apart,
But I know we all never let the hope to go away,
We always try to get them back because they belong to us, are undefined part,

Things happen in our lives, sometimes unpredictable and unresolved
Just like a cold fall morning, breaking all the fall norms,
Instead of leading to a warm sunny, leads to a scary day with a bunch of thunderstorms,

Sometimes they didn’t come up only with the present,
They hide so many things behind, and reveal all the pages of your story one by one,
When eclipse occurs, Sun has to lose himself gradually,
There is no other way to regain the power, nothing else can be done,

At last, you can just hold them very tightly,
And hope to be with them, not to lose them,
And wait for the time, when you will find a way,
To bring everything back together, without throwing anything away.