The confliction of two puzzle pieces that once fit
Fell apart and the floor they hit.
To mend them then did not seem fit.
The pieces were ignored for nights and days in turn
Growing weary from the impact acquired
They’ve chipped off corners that each other desired.
The void piece A feels within itself is complex.
Although they seem to believe it’s for the best.
Then a bird comes by and drops a note.
The note is read aloud,
“Be thankful and proud, what wasn’t meant to be by destiny will perish within its time, no matter how vital the piece seemed. Move forward forever striving for a new piece will come in healing time.”
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