I swear your tears must be made from acid rain because the second they fell from your eyes onto my cheek, I felt a burn stronger than any fire could ever dream of creating. Your words though trembling were powerful enough to tarnish the foundation of even the strongest of structures. Your eyes, red and swollen from the overwhelming amount of tears you were failing to hold back, let me in just deep enough to see you were in more pieces than your favorite puzzle. And I,I was the person who became more and more frustrated with every mismatched piece I tried to place together. Determined, but exhausted. It didn’t matter to me how long it was going to take or how many burns I would end up with along the way, I could not let myself give up because in the end I knew you would be a masterpiece and you were.