Building My Own Puzzle

My therapist told me heartbreak is like forcing puzzle pieces that don't fit.

I spent six months trying to make him work in my life, cutting off parts of myself so we'd

connect. I'd hold a piece up, see it didn't match, then force it anyway.

The picture was always wrong. Then one day I stopped. Put his piece back in the box.

Started building my own puzzle instead. Turns out when you stop forcing the wrong pieces,

the right ones slide in effortlessly. Now my picture is finally complete.