Friends

You are like a puzzle that walked into my life, every piece clinging to each other perfectly. You were beautiful and I had you all figured out.

Gradually, pieces that I was so sure of just started going missing. A little piece here, a piece there. I watched my idea of you fall apart, slowly but surely.

At some point, I started trying to put everything back together with tape and glue, but, of course it doesn't work that way. It takes something stronger.

One day, you were just a vague idea of the person I once thought I knew. So, I picked up all the pieces that had fallen apart over time and started putting them back together, slowly but surely.

Now, you're still a puzzle. Some pieces aren't meant to be put in their place. I'm ok with that. It still gets frustrating, though, to try and figure out your words and my actions.

I just wanted to let you know that it's ok. We're friends, now, and that's the best thing that could've happened.