Everyone's life is made up of pieces, like a puzzle. The only person who can finish the puzzle, and knows the full picture, is ourselves. Each time you tell a story pertaining to your life, someone receives a new puzzle piece and the more they get to know you, the clearer the picture. Often times, the puzzle is abandoned before it is ever finished and that means they will never deserve to know our ending. And sometimes they receive pieces too late, and they will never know what they missed.
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April 23, 2017 12:34pm EDT
"lets be realistic," he said with a scoff.I was being realistic. Yes, my reality was to spend the rest of my life with you.Yes, my reality was to grasp your face and connect our lips in a white dress.Yes, my reality was to hold your hand as my fingers dug within your flesh as the doctors yelled for me to push.Yes, my reality was to help you wash your gray short hair and tease each other about our wrinkles.Yes, my reality was to stare at grandchildren as we reminisced about our lives.You were my reality, and I was being realistic."you're right," I mumbled in agreement, "i need to be realistic."I was being realistic.
Things were going south for so long. Everything became habitual. I didn't think I could be happy again. I thought waking up would always feel like a dream and seeing the sunset would feel like a painting on display in a museum. I could feel things but not actually experience them.