The Missing Piece of Life

My heart is a puzzle with a missing piece
My life is just a long journey trying to find that piece
I travel day and night
Is it sense or sensibility
Do have the missing piece already
Is it my friends or family
Is love my reward
Do I choose my friends and family as my safe haven
Or accept the bouquet of flowers from a boy I'm not sure I love
Is it Sense, Sensibility, or the missing piece of my life
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Lovechild Avatar
December 19, 2015 at 11:17 PM
Every life has missing pieces, revere the pieces you already have, even the bad ones, and the bouquets, because even if you don't love him, you both can feel good at the moment of acceptance. Good write.
Bella Avatar
December 20, 2015 at 9:04 PM
Thanks. That's really good advice.
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