I had always felt like a jigsaw puzzle. Life was all about putting the pieces of me together. When she came into my life the last part of me fell into place. She washed over me like shellac. Her essence filled in all the cracks of my put-together puzzle pieces. When she left I became unglued. It took a while for me to pick up the first puzzle piece to start all over again. What I'm discovering is the pieces just aren't the same. I'm a different jigsaw puzzle now . . . .
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