Prologue
You are made of glass. Beautiful, yet so fragile that I stray away when you come near. A masquerade of joy and care hides my fear that by my simple touch I will shatter you again. Yet, I will never stray too far away. For when I when I did before… you were broken.
It took time and care to find all your broken shards; to bring them together and try and repair the damage that was caused to you. Those efforts were worth the world to me when finally you returned to your perfect state. I held you then unafraid, but now I see you're made of glass and I fear that I will shatter you once more.