The joy in your touch, the light in your eyes, are just parts of a life that I thought I never could have, and still can't believe that I do. My life with you are all parts of the perfect pieces that make up the puzzle that is my life. Just as in a puzzle, it takes many pieces, some crooked, some straight, some square, to make a whole picture, so is my life with you. It may not be all perfect pieces, but when they are all joined, and put together, they make a perfect picture, a whole piece. A perfect puzzle.
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