my life..
like a puzzle..
thousands and hundreds of pieces..
once in my life i felt there's no need for me to put the puzzle properly,
if they fit side by side,
it's good enough..
den slowly i felt i can't get the picture that i want..
it's all over..
and some of the pieces is gone missing with or without me knowing..
i undo all..
yes all..
decide where to start 1st..
side to middle, top to down, inner to outer..
which is appropriate..
slowly came this young sweet lady..
held her hand infront of me wanting to help..
we join one piece at a time, slowly....
but slowly she's gone..
i try to put it side by side,
nicely and try to make it a correct picture..
but there's someone that came in in sudden and kick it away..
all, every pieces break apart from each other..
yes..
i break down..
i almost give up..
and again decide how to start the puzzle..
can't remember how she help me to start..
she busy with her own life now..
i don't know what should i do..
too many missing pieces..
i can only put the piece that i've seen them together before..
as for the rest,
they remain unattached and stay at their own position..
i don't dare to touch nor shift them..
because i don't want to have more missing pieces..
what i hope now is that she's back beside me guide me with th puzzle..


AnaK KeciL