The thing.

For once,
I had this bright, happy little thing.
and it had become bigger and brighter.
I was so lucky.

and for that moment,
this thing was so solid,
structured to a shape.

i keep it, deep inside me.
as my lucky charm.

somehow,
i just didn't get it.
day after day, the thing was covered by dust.
dust and more dust for the days after, though. 

there's too much of dust.
it turned to layers and coated the thing.
sudden becoming a solid too.

that changed the shape of the thing.

but still,
i had this thing.