When I was born, my soul was broken into a million pieces and the pieces were scattered to the wind.
Each of them landed on another person, another soul, destined for me to find.
As I’ve moved through this life I’ve found them within others. Each a little different, from a different place and time.
Someone who brings to me the comfort of finding another person who fits so perfectly into my heart it’s like I’ve been searching for them my whole life.
Until I saw them, I didn’t even know they were missing.
Maybe that’s why I like people so much.
They complete my heart, my soul.
Each time I find them, they bring me a little closer to who I was meant to be.
I’ve spent my life finding them.
The pieces of me.