Strangers VS You

There's a place in the centre of this heart,
that yearns for a forlorn part,
in this world of tizzy plateaus,
of which has rendered me
powerless:
to stop its advancement
to prop myself aplomb
to make the worries fade away
when your heart beats
close to mine

There's a picture of my life
and there's yours
smacked in the middle,
encased by the invisible shell
that shields it from change

What happens
when the shell is removed
when all defenses are down?
the imperative that was
to chain down change
is unlocked and
rust eats into the metal frame
while colours fade away and
the paper that holds the memories itself crumbles
to ashes of the soon-to-be forgotten
as familiar faces turn into those of strangers