I flounder, confused, alone untouched, unloved Until you touch me, bring me nourishment, tend to my wounds. Fused, harmonious once again, the pieces of the jigsaw have been placed together. Half becomes whole Broken is mended... my wounds are healed. I need you.
Reason for writing:
Long distance love.
Birth sign: Not entered
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