From fragments to whole

From can’t live without you To realizing I was whole all along— Was a journey through storms unseen. Bound in the chains of a shattered heart, I wandered through the wreckage of love. Piecing together the scattered remains, Every shard left its sting behind. Yet, as the puzzle found its place, A picture emerged— whole and serene. No longer haunted by echoes of loss, Nor burdened by the ache of absence, I stand—unshaken, radiant, free, Knowing my worth, enough in me.