Burst The Bubble

When I decided to make peace with your fantasy, I did not know the walls were so very thin. Because I cannot begin to imagine what it feels like to be you, I will keep the promise I made to leave things undisturbed. But as I back out of the sticky pink boundary of your bubble, I can’t help but wonder if you’ll miss my company. What will become of you if your bubble should burst drives me to my knees in prayer because I have no idea if you’ll be any less shattered than the chewed and discarded gum remains that could dot the sidewalk. No matter what, I’ll be sure to step around you and do what I can to piece it together.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s