Pfffttt...

This is what is left of my bouncy castle as it is attacked by the various forces in their attempt to disintegrate.

Lesson of the day:

Relationships cannot weather being taken for granted.

The hurt tears apart the bond and little holes which seemed so insignificant are magnified when joined. After all, who can survive when a shotgun with a thousand pellets are released at full force.

I have always known the power of silence.

And yet, all my good intentions of remaining silent in order to not say the wrong thing, to cause unnecessary pain and hurt was all for naught.

It was misconstrued as an accusation; a judgement - one that did not allow a defence.

It was never meant to be that way.

Yes we have all stumbled.

Is it the end? Can we not pick ourselves up, dust of the dirt and continue? I am not asking to forget. Nay - we should remember this incident - so that it is never repeated.

I wish we could huddle and cry - to wash away the pain.

But in dishing out silence, i have met with a wall of silence.