Sunday, October 18, 2009

Puzzle


You and I are like a puzzle,
From the way we hold hands,
To the way we kiss.
Even from the way we fight
To the way our humour matches,
A puzzle is a simple description of us.
I don’t want to ever lose a piece,
Because a broken puzzle would leave
A tiny hole in my heart in which
Nothing else could ever fit.
So stay.
Hold my hand and kiss my lips,
Fight with me and laugh at my punch lines.
Don’t forget how to love me,
And I will remember where the pieces fit.
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