Where have you been?
I have search for you for the last couple of years.
I looked and looked but noting came.
Then one day I stop, and you appeared.
My heart started to open that day.
It was not easy, it was torture.
Pain is a beautiful thing when the result is meaningful.
You are my pain, and I am yours.
That is why we can no longer look at each other.
We do hurt well, and over time it no longer hurts.
You will always be my rock, and the one I will give my heart to.
My heart just can no longer break.
The pieces are shattered.
It is time to look again.
This time I am looking to go.
I found the one that was for me.
You fixed the whole that was my heart.
It just broke the part that was put together.
Now we just must go search for the best.
We just cannot be one.
Misconception 