fragments.

i can drink
to all the fragments
of love
we shared.
but i will
no longer fight
to force them
into completeness.

there are too many
missing pieces
and the remaining
shapes are bent:
they cannot fill the void.
they don’t fit.

i have tried,
but we are
merely fragments
of a love puzzle;
two souls
never to be fulfilled.

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