I told him we would both meet and be together. Easy to make that promise when I meant it, but when I was also so sure of the way I was walking on. Sometimes thinking so much of only one way can be even more confusing than not thinking of any possibilities. And when the way suddently changed, it felt like the biggest fall, most hurting fall. I saw myself falling, crushed on the ground. I saw him falling too, and I saw him crushed on the ground too, next to me, but I couldn't reach him, and this memory made me swallow my pain. Though, he tried to reach me. And me...I let him died on the ground. A quiet and worrying silence took place inside of me, until the day he decided to cut our last bond, and then...I couldnt hold myself from crying, and from feeling a huge tear inside of me, a painful earthquake. I tried to reach him but it was too late, he was cold, like dead, and I saw his own soul's blood staning me, 'cause I was the one who scratched his wings with my words and made him fall. I remembered all the times he was holding me to dont let me fall, I remembered all the times he asked me if I was ok. I remembered all the times  he protected me and defended me. Felt little electric shocks affecting my heart for each memory. My soul screamed the pain from the tear and the earthquake. But the earthquake teared me into one thousand pieces. My mistakes...can they be forgiven? I dont know...It was late but i tried. It's the first time I felt more away from him emotionaly than in real distance.
It's the first time I felt broken so much that I couldnt look at the pieces of who I am without pain and confusion. I bottled up and didnt want to think about anything or speak about it since the fall, I tried to show myself strong, was stubborn and too proud, I tried to heal faster than him, it was one of my biggest mistakes to think I could heal alone and on my own. After weeks with my head looking down, centered on myself, I looked up and realised that I lost even more things and people...

Then... I heard your voice, like a warm sun shining, so i could see my shattered pieces better in the cold dark.You found all the little pieces of me, even those I thought I lost forever. But now...are you able to make me whole?

You wish to make me whole by gathering all my pieces, I wonder if you know how big is this work, but your shining words make sense when you speak of who I am, like if you could see all my pieces in a finished puzzle in your eyes, I feel you holding all my pieces tightly in your hands.

I told people that I am not feeling good and even before I explained them why, they already vanished...so I looked above me...

Then... I saw you tilted over me, with a warm smile on your face, so it wasn't just an illusion, you are really by my side.

You try to gather all the pieces patiently, you are passionately doing a human puzzle, what wonderful artist skills you have and were hidding to people! You are making me whole.

I am afraid, I dont want you to walk away, I dont want to lose you. I am scared because I feel like I cant help my friends, I am afraid by the thought of me being useless and helpless and making you unhappy. I tried so much hard to repair or get forgiven, even if it was too late. I tried so much hard to go on, to slowly get up from the ground. I tried so much hard to realise my mistakes and make sure to dont do them again, I tried so much hard...that I can feel my injured knees from all the times I tried but fell again, so much hard...that I can feel all the energy I used...

Then... I feel your warm arms holding me.
I am yours, and you are mine.
You completed the puzzle.
You call me by my real name, I am no longer in pieces.

You made me whole...