A Medley Of Messages

P U Z Z L E P I E C E S

My heart is shattered,

lain on the floor in pieces.

Pieces that once fit together as puzzle pieces do.

As you and I did,

but you and I don't fit anymore do we?

We don't work the way we once did.

Something's different...

Everything's different.

The biggest differences though,

are ones not seen but felt.

The hollow feeling in my heart,

the empty feeling in my chest,

the sad feeling in my soul,

crushing me a little more every single day.

These are the differences defining the shell of my life,

the empty shell.

We were perfect together.

You were the Bonnie to my Clyde.

The Hazel Grace to my Augustus Waters.

The matching puzzle piece.

At least,

that's what I thought,

hoped.

But now,

I realize we are no longer puzzle pieces,

fitting together perfectly.

We are instead,

two people with a loveless love.

At least I am,

I don't know about you.

Though you finally fell,

something you hadn't planned on doing,

you weren't as deep in as I was.

I had fallen into the dark pit we call love long beforehand.

I was the one who really got hurt,

but maybe I deserved it.

My punishment for falling to fast.

My punishment for trying to force the puzzle pieces into the wrong places.

Now,

I am bent,

and broken,

and unfixed.

Out of position and mind,

trying to find where I fit but that place does not exist.

I don't fit anywhere.

There is no matching puzzle piece for me.

I'm a loner,

destined to forever be irrelevant,

and it's my fault.