So I told her,
much as we try to keep everything within our control constant,
the world would still change.

Just because we chose to remain and spin circles on the same stationary spot,
doesn't mean that others cannot take their baby steps forward
and start to run.

So we try very hard,
to cast our world in stone.
Using all our might,
freezing it at its best,
at its most beautiful point in time,
only to find out that worlds overlap.

And unfortunately so,
this discovery is often the hardest thing to deal with.

Because sometimes,
we conveniently forget that the world we like to arrogantly call ours,
does not belong only to us alone.

It's a pity that we're all just tiny beings in this big big universe that we know so little of.
All we can do,
is try to adapt.
And if we can't,
I suppose we're all lucky that heaven blessed us with the ability to cry,
and even if that doesn't work,
we can always seek the refuge of self-denial.