I Am Whole

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When you leave,
my world might just not
make as much sense.
Though I will be
a sea of broken pieces
floating in the dark,

I am whole,
I never needed you
To complete me.

Why I wrote this:
Sometimes it feels like you are made up of pieces of place, things, moments, or people. You aren’t. You are whole. Time moves on and they go from present to past, and your future becomes your now. Don’t fret. Those pieces change shape, but always fit.

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