𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙮 ;

08

Broken Pieces

It was the refined sand together with the loud crashing of waves. I was in a peaceful shore where I found a small piece of shell.

I looked into it closely. No. It's not a shell. This was a part of my broken piece. I continued to walk and there I found another one. Another piece of me. I was eager to find another piece. But I only got two pieces in total.

I looked to myself while I was i front of a mirror. I was carefully assembling the pieces of myself. I smiled. It was a challenge since I wasn't even in half of finding the pieces of myself. I still have to look for the other pieces. But at least it's a progress. I said to myself.

I was walking in a nearby park. I saw a familiar bench. No one was sitting on it so I decided to take a sit for a while. When I got to sit on it there's a small bump that made me jumped in fear. I looked into it and it made me smile. Another piece of me.

I continued to go for a walk while simply searching for another piece of me when we bumped into each other. You were holding a lot of broken pieces. I quickly helped you to get your pieces when I saw that you have a lot of my broken pieces. I looked at you and you smiled.

We were both in searched of our broken pieces when we met. I told you that it's difficult for me to find my pieces but you said, "Try to find a small piece of yours. It's still a progress even if it is a small one."

You encouraged me. You made me feel that I'm still worthy to be whole again. But little did I know...

While you were picking up yours, you are also picking up every inch of what I've lost.