Puzzle Piece

by Tara Auburn   May 21, 2007


Our lives are put together like a puzzle.
Every piece has its designated spot.
I've found through many hard times, that not everyone fits into the puzzle of life.
There are those who are obviously not a piece of my puzzle.
Then, there are those who appear to be "the" piece, but no matter where you try to shove, or how hard you push, the piece won't fit.
There is only one piece for every spot.
Some pieces come easily, while others you have to dig for.
There is that one piece that I want you so desperately to be.
The perfect fit.
With the perfect fit, my puzzle will be complete.
Then, with our own puzzles complete, we can start a new puzzle...
A puzzle of our lives, together.

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