as human beings and consumers, we often seek for contentment as seekers, we search for satisfaction to fill in missing parts of us we think we need as lovers, we seek for attention, longingness and to be far off from the void we search for what is relevant enough to be the food of our soul, and as we consume we are never satisfied so we seek for satisfaction, wanting more and with hands full, a heart pouring out of selflessness, we destroy ourselves as we fall in love, we fall apart giving and offering missing puzzle pieces that exist within us as we gradually become into nothing, we feed off of others, consuming whatever it is they have left we accept their love, and they, our flaws aware that we are only body parts that are reconnecting as we heal, we occupy their vacancies, filling in missing parts that have been hollow for too long we become their musings, their vertebrae of support they become our sanctuary and our hope they become the memories that look into the future instead of the mistakes that shaped who we are