Hearts are like a puzzle.
All the pieces in the box the day we are born.
As we grow up, the puzzle's box gets torn.
The pieces are scattered all over the floor.
Can our puzzle ever be the way it was before?
Day by day, we see a little more...
Of our entire puzzled heart...that lays scattered on the floor.
We meet people all the time that had a part of us before...
They had a little piece of us that we knew at the core.
Sometimes, one person has a piece so big that it takes up some room,
But all the other little pieces are important to your heart too...
I get so confused as to why my heart isn't whole...
I'm with the person I love, the one who's part of my soul.
So why are there still people out there for which my love never ceases?
I guess its because hearts are puzzles......and they have too many pieces.
Tell me what you think, and be honest. Have you ever felt like this before?
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Yes, the heart is very puzzling! I had a 'chambers of the heart' analogy- where each chamber is for a person, and each chamber has a different need (sister, brother, lover, etc. etc.)... Here, have a pic I created and have on my page...
But... if you have a 'main love', sometimes it is better not to mention the other 'loves', the jealous and possessive human heart being what it is! (and you and I are not free from it, either...! ) Ah, the dangers of the heart, yet how we need it...
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you know i have
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Beautiful...
and delightfully written!
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I really like this metaphor! Wonderfully penned pirtemy
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