• The thing is....I need other peoples hearts.
    Its cause mine is missing...I don't have one.
    Without yours...I would be empty, always empty, as I often am....puzzled....
    Almost as a puzzle.
    Incomplete....hard to understand
    ....difficult to put together...to figure out.
    Each small, oh so very small part....fits into place...
    to create a picture...clarity. A clearer picture...
    That may well reveal a masterpiece in time.
    But pieces are missing.
    One of them being my heart.
    ...That is why I need theirs...all of them...
    And yours.
    I need it.
    I'm sorry sad