I still hold much anger towards him, I couldn't have possibly been better to him. I wasn't perfect, nor was he. Our imperfections fit together in an almost perfect way. In some hope I feel like this now still is not the end of our relationship. We connected like two worn puzzle pieces. Not perfectly, rough edges and torn corners. But
I still hold much anger towards him, I couldn't have possibly been better to him. I wasn't perfect, nor was he. Our imperfections fit together in an almost perfect way. In some hope I feel like this now still is not the end of our relationship. We connected like two worn puzzle pieces. Not perfectly, rough edges and torn corners. But