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Pieces of the Puzzle

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When tears stream down my face am I still handsome? I know you would look flawless, but would you think the same about me? I know you say you're angry at me now, but would you kiss me to make it stop? I know you don't see the things I do, but you're my everything, you're so amazing, although, in your eyes you seem to see yourself as a monster, but you're only a monster when you make yourself one. 

I know you might not look at me the same way I look at you, with love, but do you ever think about it, in our weakest moments and our best moments? Is it love that we have or just a bunch of broken puzzle pieces that no super glue or industrial tape could fix? The fact is, I do. I do, I wish those words would come from your mouth, I wish you would turn around and realize what has been in front of you the whole time. I have been waiting, waiting for the day you realize the one man that you need is me. I will try my hardest to be that man, and I hope one day you will see things the same way.

(I originally posted this on another account (wearegaysodealwithit) but I was inactive on there so I've reposted it here)

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