Title: It's that.
One said ‘yes’ the other said ‘no’. It’s a quarrel. Both saw it, but just one wants it. They are fighting because of it. Time is passing and they keep on arguing. Things don’t get better and both start getting angrier and angrier. ‘Why did this happened?’ ask one. ‘Because you saw it!’ answer the other.
It was there the entire time. Just standing there, all by itself. Some did pay attention, some did not. The days passed by, weeks and months, hour and minutes. It was already used to those fighting scenes. They usually happened 2 or 3 times a day, so it was no big news. But for some reason this one, on this day, was kind that different. Something about this fight, made it want to pay attention. It started to look at both outside fighting. Funny how the fight was amusing it. Just like the first time it saw a fight. Yes, the first time. No one can forget their first time. It was new there, so it was the entire day looking, waiting and hoping. ‘Maybe someone would be there for me.’ those were it first thoughts. But none of those silly things went through its mind anymore. All the excitement faded away, nothing was left. It was getting old and useless. For ages no one wanted it. Dust was all over it, and so the appearance was getting weirder and weirder, therefore it was unwanted. No one looked at the out-fashion it.
‘Look?’ A light! So it found the reason why this fight was different! The one want it! And was fighting for it! Truly a light on dark times. After so many years, one that was looking at it, one that was there fighting whit the other because of it. It could shine of happiness. Someone wants it. What a dream, what a day. Such a feeling overflowing it. It could feel itself alive and desired .It was almost like the day it was born. No, it was reborn!
It decided to pay more attention to the fight, to see who was winning. Maybe today is the day it would go out, be free, and see a new world. It could already imagine its new life. But one was crying, sad because the other kept on saying ‘No’. The fight was intense, it could see that some people were stopping and looking at them. The other was mad and could not take all this anymore. ‘You want it? Then have it! But I am leaving!’ The other said with an angry voice. The one that stayed was really sad and heartbroken, but left too. It thought that all his hopes were once again lost. But it was wrong. Next day, one came back. And the next day, and so on. Was rare a day which one wouldn’t come, but when one didn’t the other was there. Usually with an angry face, but mostly was worried. After hours, days and weeks the other decided to get in and buy what the other wanted. ‘Don’t want to stay like this forever with the person number one in my life.’ It was getting excited. As soon as it saw the other getting in, it could already dream more and more about where it would go, what it would see. ‘The reason to live.’ Now it was just waiting, waiting to be catch and to be given to the one that wasn’t there. Every minute was like an eternity, but nothing like the last years of its life. Tension. Anxious. ‘Cling.’ The bell? But it was still there! Could not be true! Why? Did the other decided do give up? Not buy it? It could see outside the store the other with THAT in his hand. And was calling someone. No, the one. Was calling so the other could give a present. The present that the one wanted. That, no it. Frustration. It was once again wrong, once again left behind, once again forgotten. Hope? Not any left. After all this time hoping to be chosen, hoping to be picked up, all of it was a waste time. That was chosen, that was better, that was wanted, that was the fashion of the moment. Not it, not this old dusted it. Not anymore. Not ever again.