I am not whole.
I am missing.
Lost without you.
But I don't know who
And I don't know how
You and I will ever come about.
But I know now,
Absolutely sure,
That I am less
That I am half
Until you are found.
My heart will ache
It will crack and break
Fracture and splinter
Fight another long winter
And hope to survive.
It may plead to burst
To end the hurt.
But I am sure
The pain is worth
The wait, the time
It takes to find
The one that will make
That all be fine.
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