11.10.11

Just like a puzzle of a million pieces,
you were my missing piece.
The final one,
that made me complete.
Love is complicated,
just like that puzzle, that everyone wants to start,
but very few have the patients to complete.
That puzzle has been broken apart and put back together, just like my heart.
But you and only you took the time to put it all together,
and become my missing piece.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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