shattered

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