The Pieces Of Us.

She was beautiful, she was like sunshine, she was love, she was the poster girl for finding yourself. She taught me what loss was like, losing yourself and losing someone you love. She was my best-friend, She showed me what fun was. On the surface she looked fun and ready for anything, but beneath that she was anything but. She was just another tortured soul looking for the meaning of life, looking for all the different pieces that were supposed to come together to form her life. She was beautiful and deep and tortured. She was the epitome of life, if only she had seen it.