Wholly

No one is whole. We all have little bits and pieces of us that are missing and leave us ripped open and exposed. But we find someone and they help us stitch up the wounds and they help us fix ourselves. But you can't do that, don't do that. Don't fall in love with someone because they clean up your messes. Fall in love with someone who is just as much of a mess as you and fall in love with the way you both compliment and pick each other up because the reality is, no one is whole. Because when night comes around, I guarantee you, they are cursing the moon for all of their pain as well. So if you learn to fall in love with someone wholly; their messes, mistakes, quirks and all, You'll realize you've found a love so deep you can feel it in your bones every time you move.

This poem is about: 
Me

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