Snap

Just like that. No warning. Wow, to think I thought things would never change. There are few times when fundamental foundations shake. And they go such a-rattle then. You would think almost too much love makes sure it never would run out. Except it turns into something else. And its vicious, vile and stinks like crazy.

Its like something's mocking you. Its like Davy Jones' heart that he always thought would be there, safe. Except its gone, and theres nothing you do about it.

Its been so long since I felt like this. Being so perfectly insulated from terror. Three years of fighting against anything that could hurt. Getting rid of people, things, personal traits that could make one vulnerable. Believing, knowing perfect 'safety'. Priding, showing off luck. Being perfectly secure. Laughing at the idea of love lost :) Ha.

In your face, Basu, in your face.