I found myself one day standing in front of a man with a hammer on his hand. When the wind blew I felt pain in my chest. I looked down and saw it ripped. When I blinked the man had my heart on his hand and he broke it. Then everything started to spin. I fainted. When I woke up I was in the middle of a country road. I tried to get up. Everything was blurry but then when everything started to clear up I saw something shiny. So I picked it up. It was a piece of my broken heart. It got me thinking, that maybe, just maybe I could find the others and put it back together. So I went on walking hoping to see even just another piece.
After 11 steps, more or less, I found another piece. So it kept me going and each one gave me that hope that I could find it all. It helped me not to notice how far I have traveled, because I thought there’s something better in the end.
At this time I thought, I should keep track of how many I had collected. I stopped at a tree. The leaves were falling and they were big enough to hold the pieces of my heart. As I put each piece back to its place it seemed to lit up, so it was easier. Now I found that I only lack 2 pieces. Then I thought, this would be simple.
I went on and I came across a very clear stream. I was going to wash my face when I noticed another shiny thing, I immediately assumed it was another piece, so I picked it up. As my hand got out of the water, I wondered why it is white. I held it closer to my eyes and observed it, trying to figure out what it was. It suddenly melted and fell back to the water like a tear. I looked around and I noticed, I’m in the woods. I realized it would be harder since the path is no longer clear. The path have twigs, dried leaves and other stuff.
I knew I had to do something. I walked slowly and closely looking at the path. I thought please God help me find it. I was tired so I found another tree to rest in. So I sat down and rested my head. I placed the pieces on my skirt to rest my hand from holding them. I noticed a raindrop fell on my hand. Then I watched it fall one after the other. I held my hands up just below my face, palms up. It was entertaining, but after a few seconds, I noticed something glowed in the little puddle in my hand. I didn’t want to be disappointed, so I didn’t assume it as anything. I just looked at it close enough to recognize that it was another piece. Then I stood up, excited for the last piece. I walked the same manner I did, looking down and almost baby steps. I took a step and everything changed, I looked around and I was in a meadow. Now I thought gosh it gets harder.
I didn’t give up, I continued walking until I found a road. I started to follow it. The sun is setting, I have walked a long way but there’s still that piece I need to find. I looked down as I continued my quest. When I looked up I saw something was shining but it was maybe more than 50 steps away. With all the hope left, I started to walk faster, I didn’t run I’m afraid the dust might blow it off. 5 steps later I saw a man, he was far like a shadow, I stopped. I wondered why he was getting closer, he was running towards the piece. I just stood there until he got to the piece. He picked it up, I wanted to run to get to him but he signaled me to stop, and surprisingly I stopped. As he got closer, I started to trust him and waited for him from where I stood, I noticed he was holding the piece with one hand and the other hand was at his back. He got closer and walked past me, I was going to tell him it was mine when I saw a lady. He gave the piece to the lady. She smiled and so did he. They hugged and I was so confused of what just happened. It seemed like he didn’t see me.
I wanted to get that piece back so I tried to tap his shoulder when I noticed he was holding a hammer on the hand at his back. A memory flashed back in my mind. All I could come up with was he broke my heart to make hers whole. I was standing there with pieces of my broken heart.
I found myself standing at the back of a man with a hammer on his hand.
Juliet – 02192010 – 0914