The Glass Wall
Time had all but stopped in his perspective, dropped objects seemed to take forever to find the ground. There was nothing he desired more than just to speak with her, see her, hear her laugh - but he could not allow himself to do so. He sat miserably behind the glass wall he had created seeing everything happen before his eyes, but he would not allow himself to speak. Hope was lost, glory faded, memories echoed in the dark recesses of his mind haunting him. His love would not fade as he slowly decayed into shambles.