So lately I've been thinking. About life, about love...
And I've thought about a lot.
I've realized that the Gods are fickle creatures, and sometimes they favor certain people more than others. Sometimes they put someone there for you, sometimes they don't, and sometimes they put more than one person there. But always, you can tell who they are.
People talk about finding someone and feeling like a part was missing, feeling like they weren't complete. In part, that's true.
We aren't incomplete. We aren't missing part of ourselves.
Rather, we are all of who we are. We are jigsaw puzzles, and all of the pieces are there - we just can't see the whole image. Who we are is always a work in progress. Sometimes we are putting ourselves together and we just get stuck. We put part together, can't put another in place, and simply shift to another piece instead of persevering.
We find that some pieces don't fit no matter which way we look at it. The pieces aren't missing - they just can't be