I loved you. Not because you were the only one to break down my walls,

but because you were the only one who understood that these walls were my foundation.

These walls were not meant to be torn down, but embraced.

Each stone was precious, each with it’s own story.




The Puzzle

You were like a puzzle piece that didn’t click

I damaged your edges

In attempts to make it fit

But I kept trying, with no luck

All that effort,

And nothing stuck

But it made me realize something

Of that I am sure,

We were not matching pieces

Not even part of the same picture

— n.t