Why do we love each other?
I have not,
perhaps cannot love,
but I will tell you what I know.
The reason we love is because,
as humans,
we are imperfect
and seek to become perfection.
We are all different and,
to be sure,
we have differing
tastes and imperfections to fill.
We are like puzzle pieces,
which are,
by basic design,
meant to be connected and held.
And just like puzzle pieces,
only one
can complete us
to make us a new entity.
And though it tears when we seprate,
the chaos
will reform us
into a new need to fill.
Many who want the pieces together
will search
their whole lives,
trying different pieces until it fits.
Even though a piece might want
a piece
that looks good
the beauty is in the binding.
And if the binding is complete
the piece
will never want
anything more, save to create a beautiful picture.
