All it takes is one
One person who'll understand,
Who knows,
And accepts.
You don't even need to fix
Or glue the pieces together
You just have to pick them up.
Pick them up and embrace them.
For broken things don't always need fixing,
Just acceptance of the fact that they are broken
Until time will mend and bring the pieces back together.

Maybe this is the reason why I usually want the heroine of a story
To end up with the second guy-
He usually has the traits of an antagonist.
Because I understand exactly how it feels like
To be misunderstood, to be constantly treated like the villain,
To know that I'm flawed,
And to have people point it out as if I don't already know.
I've always hoped for antagonists to have their happy ending, as well.
Everybody deserves a happy ending.
Though I know it doesn't always end that way.

All it takes is one
One person brave enough to pick up the pieces
Knowing it might cut him in the process
But tells himself it'll be worth it.
One.