You say your hollow
But I don't seem to follow
Your not filled with emptiness
Your filled with pieces
each part a new puzzle piece
but the truth is
your my type
no matter how much I try
to fix your puzzle pieces
I still miss you
Your heart beat
following my lead
as we lay on the floor
at our lowest
how much time we shared
trying to not be broken
but the truth is or pieces match
and the puzzle is complete
we were to numb from the pain to see
that true love is the answer
for all broken pieces
and now that we're whole
every piece complete
we can start this journey that lays at our feet
