Shattered Bits
Perhaps there is no one right for me. Perhaps the only person who could ever accept me. Love me the way I need and crave. Is gone. Perhaps all I've been doing all these years are searching for pieces of his soul. Shattered bits of mirror that cling to light. A likeness of his reflection
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