To the one person who had a lot in common with me,
We met at a place where love was sure to happen. You expected me to fall in love with you with the same ease that you fell in love with me.
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But little did you know that I was the broken pieces of a puzzle I forgot to mend. Sometimes when I look back I wish you had stayed that you hadn't left me when I told you I couldn't love you.
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I know that we could have understood each other. We both were broken in many ways. But then I remember this simple truth, Two people who are broken can only understand each other, they can never mend each other, they can never be each other's home. And then I feel like I have done the right thing.