Were you ever a wall, unfaltered, unwaivering, solid, staring down at a little boy, who stares back up at you? Did you stand your ground; did you breathe on him, did you extend a hand to him, did you stare him in the eye; did you do no such thing and offer no kind of reaction?

At a distance, you would probably never guess that he would stand at your feet and size you up. At a distance, he is one of many millions of people, with many of billions of dreams of his own; who knew one of them lays behind where you stand--you stand in his way.

How will it feel to know he conquered you? To know he stood at your feet, walked over you and doesn't look back? You shared a moment in his life, but you were only an obstacle. You are only an obstacle.