I saw broken pieces scattered at the corner.
*I picked each one.
Piled them up.
I put them all together.
It was challenging tho.
It was broken, crashed awfully.
Hard to find the right pieces
To place on the right places
But I was awestruck.
After a long try.
Finally, the pieces were beautifully stitched.*
The broken pieces were her heart.
May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 1:43 PM UTC
I saw broken pieces scattered at the corner.
*I picked each one.
Piled them up.
I put them all together.
It was challenging tho.
It was broken, crashed awfully.
Hard to find the right pieces
To place on the right places
But I was awestruck.
After a long try.
Finally, the pieces were beautifully stitched.*
The broken pieces were her heart.
