Love is What's Missing
Love is what you don't have.
It's what you're missing.
It's what you need to be complete; whatever that may be.
It's the hole in your heart that is perfectly filled by by your lover.
Like a key in a lock.
It's the thing that you dread loosing once you have it,
because you never want to settle for anything less.
Love is what heals our original wounds.
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