Searching for love, I was so dissatisfied

What I wanted, I couldn’t have. What I had I didn’t want

And my empty heart was so angry that my heart didn’t fit into the heart-shaped hole in the world

Today I am simply me

With my small and quiet and shy ideas and values

I solve the hurt in people like puzzle pieces

And somehow it is your miracle

And you are you

With your strange rebellion and a dreamy way of growing up

Your dreaminess covers me like a fog that waters the plants without raining

Like a fog outside my window in the morning

And make it impossible for me to dream about anyone else

I hardly noticed it

When I stopped searching for satisfaction

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