Things we break, as we age!

Age that was, that is and that will be! (PC: Myself!)

There was an age

                       When I broke toys, bulbs,

                           And my own teeth and toes.

With time they

                           Either did not matter, got 

                        Repaired or grew back!

This is an age

                             When I break trust, promises

                              And hearts - mine and theirs.

With time they

                    May give up, go numb

                      Or some may heal back!

Will there be an age

                             When I cannot break anything

                        But for my own illusions?

And with time they

                       Too might grow indifferent

                       And not bother to get back!