#13 Missing Pieces of a Jigsaw...

Hello, I am a jigsaw

My picture will make you awe!

It speaks volumes of love and happiness

But still there is some sort of emptiness

Just a few years ago, I lost one of my pieces

Since then, its absence has tortured me like a disease

I nostalgically reminisce of the days it was there in its place

Unnoticed in its own terms, it used to give me a complete face

My picture then used to radiate a sense of peace and wholeness

After my loss, I have well understood and cannot care any less

For each piece is vitally important and valuable in its own way

And losing any of them, whether big or small, is a huge price to pay...