Sometimes I feel like I have something missing, like a limb or a part of my heart - as dumb as this sounds.  Someone to balance me out. Not quite a soulmate, just ... another piece of my puzzle. To make me feel complete. I look at you and sometimes, I think, maybe you could be that piece. You make me forget about the bad things and that life ***** really bad sometimes. You help me get out of that dark place in my head that I love to climb into when **** goes wrong. I'm not sure I love you but you're very important to me and I don't know what I'll do when we inevitably stop speaking. A year, maybe, that we still have. Those future plans, I'm not sure they'll happen but I hold on to the dumb hope that they will. I'm not in love with you but you somehow have a small piece of my heart and sometimes you make me feel terrible and other times I want to give you all the other pieces.