strange how i fit into you,
there's a distance erased with the greatest of ease.
strange how you fit into me,
a gentle warmth filling the deepest of needs...
.:Vienna Teng:.
i'm tracing the contours of this puzzle piece. seems as though it can fit well, though it might need a bit of sanding...
rough as it is, yet i believe and hope that time can make the grooves much better. in the back of my mind i fight with doubt. i try so hard to demise the fact that he'll end up simply as just a part of the past's imprint. but part of me believes that when i get to fit all the pieces together, i can always hold that one fragment and remember the happiness it brought me.
i will forever be grateful...
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