Love.
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Dec. 23rd, 2008 | 11:26 pm
location: His House
mood:
loved
music: Not Enough - Our Lady Peace

And when the pieces of the puzzle had been rearranged,
to the point where nothing looked the same,
where all the jagged edges could never fit together again,
You came and cleared away her mess.
And when the mistakes and aches and woes ripped apart her heart,
to the point where tears were impossible,
where all that was left was an empty shell,
You mended the hole with perfect sutures.
And when the line between fiction and reality became blurred,
to the point where she needed someone to open her eyes,
where she needed the truth like an addict needs rehab,
You shed the light before any more harm could occur.
And when she needed a place to call home, fuel for her laughter, kisses for her soul, dreams to envision, and strength for herself,
She knew...
Of all the things she needed most,
She needed love,
She needed you.
