One day you gaze helplessly into nothing as your world violently explodes into fragments that rest by your feet.
It doesn't matter that you had sensed the strings that kept everything together slowly unravel.
This moment is still a massive shock. Complete irreversible fatal unforeseen Armageddon.
Everything that was once ordinary, everything that was once secure, everything that was once wholesome….is now nothing but destroyed.
The wind blows from all around, whipping parts of you away. You want to reach out, to grasp onto what you can of the belief that things will be okay but you are paralyzed by the realization that life as you know it will never be the same again.
The silence screams into your ear and your senses are attacked by reminiscent memories. A tear glides down the fearful expression on your face.
"What am I going to do now?"
Ice invades your veins. You scream. People walk by like nothing is wrong. No one can hear your heart breaking.
You sob. Pain drills through the numbness and announces its presence forcefully. It took a second, one insignificant second to exterminate everything that was significant in your life. One infinite second. A second that will never end.
A breath is forced through the mounting pressure in your chest.
"Who am I going to live for now?"
A tremble storms through your soul. The burden of reality is too much for you and you cave into yourself. You were a fighter once. But you are not strong enough to fight this. No one is. Who can stand strong against the destruction of their very core?
"Dear Merciful God in Heaven, What am I going to do now?"
Your fist strikes the earth and it shakes. Nothing has foundation anymore. Everything is capable of betrayal. No trust will reside in you again.
You yearn for where you used to be and you despise where you are now. Cold and broken covered in the residues of agonizing treachery.
Roaming the dusty roads you have become a deserted shadow of who you used to be. Your friends gaze through you with pity laced eyes. They ask you if you're okay. Okay!? Are you okay!? Your essence has been ripped out of you with an endless whip of poisoned thorns. You can't reply; your tears drown your words into oblivion. They never stop asking though. And soon you learn to nod and smile although from the inside you will never be revived again. Your joy lies deceased. You don't want to hear the questions anymore and soon they stop asking. You put on a show of being normal. Daily routines seem like an unbearable burden. You try your best not to give in to the incessant whispers that are coaxing you to give up.
It seems as if people are now satisfied and you cease to get the sudden reassuring hug or the constant presence of people around you. Then you miss people asking if you're okay. Because you're not and you're terrified you never will be. You shiver whilst hugging your pillow.
The day drags another behind. The moon morphs into the sun. Your pain is the only thing that is constant.
You sleep.
Your eyes flutter open to the sunlight casting tiny rainbows through the cracks in the curtain. It's beautiful.
You breathe in a fragrant breeze that seems to be existent just for you.
Something has changed.
You can still recognize the pain, but it doesn’t hurt. Something has mended. Not like its new, it will forever be deformed, but it's not broken anymore. A butterfly lands softly onto your hand and teases your fingers with delicate kisses. It flies off and you follow it.
You enter a room and you are instantly overwhelmed with love. People who adore you surround you. You get lost in a flurry of hugs, kisses and soft caresses.
A child's laughter brushes against your ear and a smile can't be stopped from crowning your face. The smile seems so bizarre to you. You haven't felt the urge to in such a long time. But something about that laugh brings back nostalgic memories of when happiness coursed through your being.
You look in the mirror and you're one again. No longer a mess of pieces that cannot fit together. You have no trouble breathing. Life has regained its radiance.
Suddenly just like it started it ends. The countless moments of self-torture and anguish have vanished. Replaced with something you can barely remember. Peacefulness lined with a sprinkle of satisfaction.
Yet you are not the same person you used to be. A difference is apparent. A wisdom that comes with the ordeal of overcoming a shattered heart.
Warmth rushes through your soul as you witness a shooting star.
You smile again; genuinely, gracefully, perfectly.
You didn't know you were fighting but yet you had won the war.
"Damn, I've missed this"
A second, it took one insignificant second to remind you of everything that was significant in your life.