objet d'art

two.

            

i fell in love with an unfinished artwork.

at least that what's my mother told while she held my fragile, weeping body in her arms.

but the thing is that there is no such thing.

you could fall in love with all the colors and shapes that lay before your very own eyes.

you could fall in love with the texture of the paint on a canvas.

you can fall in love with all the little brushstrokes you see that have created the beautiful masterpiece in front of you.

there are infinite ways of falling in love with a so called "unfinished" artwork.

it may be unfinished for some while finished for others.

it depends on who's eyes you are seeing the artwork from.