#62

'puzzle'

I've been searching for someone for a long time.

Someone who is like a piece of a puzzle.

Because I thought if there is a person who can fit perfectly without even a millimeter gap,

Then won't that person fill in what I'm missing?

I've always been searching for a piece,

But the pieces of the perfectly fitting puzzle were scattered individuals from the start.

And puzzle pieces that are jammed together,

Those only become distorted and warped. 

I wonder what it would feel like to be connected,

Even with just the palm of their hand.

But people are born without a perfect match,

So to continue to become one with someone else and fill the gaps,

They continue changing forms by coming together, melting away their imperfections.

ー侘寂