Apart

I fell apart clumsily. After, the pieces lay scattered on the floor.


Slowly, I rebuilt myself.


Placing bit by painful bit.


Slowly.


Meticulously.

Painfully.


Until I was whole.


When the final piece was placed, I took a shaking breath.


I examined my newfound wholeness, sure to find my new self to be fragile, splintered.


But, somehow, I fit together better than before.