Just like a puzzle
Just like a child
We fit together perfectly
we did everything together
no one could ever fit
you were my missing piece
but on day when we were going back into the box
you fell
and got lost
I looked everywhere but I couldn't find you
What good is a puzzle if it's missing a piece?
I went out and bought the same puzzle
just to find the exact same piece
but it didn't fit like you did
it was different
it didn't fit
No puzzle is worth having if you aren't my missing piece
I threw the puzzles away
I would never find you
and if i did
it would already be too late
because when you got lost I threw away the picture
we're both lost, alone
not together
so, you were my missing piece, but honestly, you're still missing
YOU ARE READING
Hour glass
PoetryPoetry of pain and hardships, you're never alone even though it may feel like it but time always runs out