fixed that one for you g r r

a gizmoduck for all you gizmo-buddies out there!!

We are nothing but broken fragments.
We were both damaged.
And maybe it was wrong–so wrong for the both of us to think that the only way to fix ourselves is my pouring our hearts and souls for one another.
We were both not ready for love.
How could we? If we can’t even give it to our own selves?
Thinking that you can fix me and I can fix you is very erroneous for there is no one else in this planet who could fix us but ourselves.
You don’t need me and I don’t need you.
I need me
and
you need you.
I am unsure if what we really have is love or we just romanticized it because we were both lonely.
We fed up our minds with so much fantasies of you and me but instead of getting fixed and whole again we just pushed ourselves to further breaking, aching, crying, and tearing apart.
Maybe one day, if that time comes–I am hoping that it will–when we are not made up of broken parts anymore,
I am still holding on to this anticipation
that your pieces
will fit
with mine.
—  b r o k e n  f r a g m e n t s (L.S)