I have this urge to be with someone I'd take anyone just so I'm not alone but I'm tired of gluing stuff that just won't fit. Disproportionate pieces that are far from perfect. Even though the picture maybe beautiful I can see the cracks that aren't filled. And these people that I meet they never really heal. Or cure the loneliness. when you'd rather be holding someone else tight. Someone else would fit just right. So I put down the glue and the mismatched puzzles pieces. I take a breath and just peel off the glued parts. Eventually this puzzle will be completed. In the mean time I realized it's okay to be alone.