random story about puzzle pieces and reminders..

"Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'" - Erich Fromm

That moment of interlocking fingers, lips to lips and the silence of nothingness. Sadly we yearn for moments such as these, we wish that we could have so much more than our single room apartment, alone and haggard. Creatures of company is what we really are, searching constantly for the other puzzle piece.

There's this thing that I have sometimes, I see couples around or perhaps maybe even just a select few or random people which I think at times: "What is their story?". Did they fall in love, fall out? Was their heart broken; destroyed, shattered, perhaps even by a close friend to whom they cannot even repair from the aftermath? Are we all destined to live a life of companionship based on love or are a select few of us brought here in order to witness it? I'm searching for that mirror image, that image of truth that matters most, I'm hoping for better days, for moments to come and to not be left on this plateau. In all honesty I am heart broken no matter how many times I try to put things together, I am constantly reminded of where, who, what I am and why I am put in this position.

There was girl I had let in.. though maybe that's another story for another time.



"broken, bruised, and shattered." but really i am and you'll never see it fully. . - (the green book) Ryan D.