Eternity.

Photograph

It started whole.
and then it got broken in two.

Then I found you.
You patch up those two pieces, but with no glue.
It fell apart, falling from a 100th story
and shattered into pieces
too tiny that I thought impossible to fix.

Then I found you again.
Slowly bit by bit, you put those tiny pieces back together.
I thought those cracks would never disappear
This time, you wrapped it with bandage.
And even though it may break again in the future,
those bandages you placed there, would hold the shattered pieces together for eternity.


My heart.
The happiest moments.