I was crumbling like the collapsed sand castle in a desolate sea beach.
Huge waves of bitter truths destroyed the intricate palace yet so splendid that they could not resist to take some away, for a souvenir to remember what they annihilated.
Destroyed yet I waited someone to rebuild me once again.
And then once again waited for those waves to wash me away and take a part of me in their voyage.
Waited for the wind to fly me to another kingdom.
I was ready to build and break myself a thousand times to discover this mystified bizzare world.