puzzle piece;

i haven't ever loved
where it pains me to see them go
where my heart rips from my chest
and is cut into a million pieces
as the romance dies.

none were very meaningful.
yes, there was happiness
and a fondness that captivates.
but only puppy love at its best.

something was always missing
a puzzle piece that was never there
leaving a gaping hole.
the picture that needed completion
never found the paint that bring it to life.

i want to find it
i know it is out there somewhere
i can almost touch it.

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