3 am Thoughts.

I'm broken.

And I'm waiting for someone to come along and put me back together. I'm not good at puzzles. I need someone to help me solve this one.

I want someone's hand to hold. I want that piece to be gained. I wish for someone to like me for how I am. I wish to uncover that piece. I need someone to tell me I'm good enough. Sometimes even just for air, because I feel like I'm wasting that on occasion. Other times for a nice bubble bath. I need that piece too.

Yet, I have too many missing pieces.

I'm planning on living my life with my puzzle half complete, always guessing what the full picture holds but never able to see. I am blind to myself and need another pair of eyes to see for me.

I'm missing so many puzzle pieces that will never be complete, but at least I'll see most of the picture.