I was shattered into tiny bits. She came. Put each of the pieces together, holded them gently; not so loose that, I may fall again, not so hard, that I get crushed.
Just perfect. She fused them together with gold, all the golden gossamer, she had stored in her heart.
Those imperfections, I used to hide from world, She decorated them.
She left after teaching me the most important lesson of the life, We're stronger in the places that we have been broken; and sometimes, beautiful too!