Heart broken

I got this cup from Target the summer before I started boarding school. (It was on the list with the regulation school underwear [enormous bloomers] which I also got. I think I was the only one.) It disappeared for several years until I found it at the bottom of a bin of molasses.















It has followed me through school, and uni, and falling in and out of love, and moving house fifteen times.

Then tonight I was tired and not paying attention and I grabbed the chopping board off the drying rack and shattered the cup across the floor.

I know I shouldn't get so attached to things.