it was a cloisonne china tea cup
I dropped it
it shattered into pieces
pieces large enough to glue back into a tea cup, thankfully
my finger has traced the lines of glue that hold the jagged edges together countless times
it is a shadow of the beauty it once was
it will never be the same ever again
no matter what I do
I shouldn't have dropped it
I should have been paying attention to what I was doing
I should have been more careful when I had it in my hand
but I wasn't
and the consequences are very real
I can feel as much sorrow, remorse, regret, pain and all those other feelings all wrapped up into One Big Feeling
but my teacup will never be what it once was
there's no use suffering over it now because I can't make it perfect
and life must go on
