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my missing piece.

you know how you are almost done with a puzzle, there's just that one piece left to fix, but you can't find it. that heartbreak. people would say 'it's alright, it's just a single piece, the puzzle looks fine' but no, you know how it feels.

incomplete.

something is missing, you know something is missing.

you, yes you, are that missing piece of mine. i was happy with this little incomplete puzzle of mine, or so i thought. but since ive found you, i know what true happiness is.

happiness. you. same thing.

you are my sunshine on the darkest days, and on the bright days too, you make the bright days brighter. something only a few can do.

and oh my god,

im so in love with everything about you. every. little. bit. the good, the bad, the ugly, the pretty, the sad, the angry- every bit.

you, my dear, are art. and sometimes you fail to see it, you doubt yourself, you make yourself feel small. a missing piece might be small, but gosh, without it the puzzle means nothing. so every time you feel that way, remember this, you're my missing puzzle piece and without you my life would be incomplete.

this is for you my other half, my better half, my missing piece, my sunshine-

im head over heels in love with you.