My mind is racing with thoughts of when me & you were one. When you fit me like the last piece of a puzzle. We painted a picture worth a thousand words that would last forever, or so we thought. Slowly but surely, parts of me - of you, even - broke apart & fell off. Until eventually all that was left was the remains of a broken smile & a shattered heart. Now I sit back & think. Try to rebuild this to something even greater than the last, then I remember- you need all of the pieces to create a complete puzzle & that is something I think I’ll never have again. I’ll always be just a memory to you.