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Super glue.

They say

one drop

can fix anything.

Not heal.

Fix.

Press.

Hold.

Don’t move.

That’s how it starts.

A small squeeze.

A little faith in chemistry.

Two broken edges

told to behave.

Stay.

Stay like this.

No questions asked.

No room for swelling.

No allowance

for heat

or time

or hands that tremble.

Super glue doesn’t listen.

It sets.

Hardens

before you finish explaining

what happened.

It doesn’t care

why it broke.

Just that it did.

And for a while,

it works.

Look.

Whole again.

But touch it too long

and you feel it.

That stiffness.

That quiet ache

where movement used to live.

Because stone

is only loyal

until pressure remembers its job.

Even the strongest bond

gets tired

of pretending it’s alive.

And when it finally cracks,

it doesn’t break clean.

It takes a little skin with it.

Super glue.

Strong.

Fast.

Certain.

Good for objects.

Dangerous

for hearts.