The last time it broke, it shattered into countless pieces. Some were too small to be recovered, some were scattered too far and were lost forever. Even with my best efforts at repairing it, it would never be the same again. It could never revert to its original pure and pristine state that it once was in, a long time ago.
It still bleeds from the punctured crevices. I have tried everything. Glue, cellophane tape, staples, safety pins. I have even tried letting it heal by itself via the passage of time. It has no doubt regained some strength. It was in a critical state for many months whilst the repair and maintenance work were being undertaken. For a long time, it looked as if it would be permanently disfigured. But my efforts and hard work were not all futile. It is at least recognizable now.
And yet it still bleeds sometimes. There are gaps that I may never be able to plug. I guess I will just have to continue sealing the gaps whenever there is a leak, and be more careful with it. It was never really that strong to begin with. The slightest knock could cause it to crack. It was always fragile, sensitive, idealistic, vulnerable. No doubt a manufacturing defect.
And now, please excuse me while I tend to my wounded heart.
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