And though my heart was cracked a little...

I came to you, not broken
But in pieces. Dismantled.
A big jigsaw puzzle
Of disassembled parts.
With “Contents Fragile”
Written on the box.
And though my heart
Was cracked a little
I wrapped it up well
Right before I left.
And it arrived intact.
It’s a good thing, too
Because the rest of me
Fell apart, and arrived
A messed up tangle.
But my heart was okay.
Slightly damaged, yes
But good enough
To give to you.