Pieces of Gravity
Gravity; it’s what keeps us grounded, our feet firmly planted—A constant, invisible agent that wraps around us, holds on tight and prevents us from floating off into the sunset. I think it’s also what draws us to the people in our lives. An attraction that occurs between two personalities, holds on, and for whatever reason, clings to something it finds. It could be a similar trait, or even the polar opposite, but for a particular moment in time, everything evens out somehow. All of the components are momentarily perfect.
But sometimes, outside factors find their way into the formulation, and everything changes. Shifting gravitational forces awry, worlds collide, causing pieces of your life to break apart, fly away and rearrange. What becomes of the pieces? Whatever you make of them.