tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post1247897788209274136..comments2023-10-24T07:16:28.382-07:00Comments on I Wrote This For You: The Picture We MakeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-11795024895711823712009-06-22T03:25:21.475-07:002009-06-22T03:25:21.475-07:00...and this made me realize how completely incompl......and this made me realize how completely incomplete i am without -you-u.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-63168387288929836092009-06-05T22:40:00.182-07:002009-06-05T22:40:00.182-07:00you know exactly how to make my day brighter! than...you know exactly how to make my day brighter! thankyou.Heaven of Mamalshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11259711837113151338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-9815360734577827392009-06-04T14:45:38.381-07:002009-06-04T14:45:38.381-07:00To someone, thank you very much. I hope that I wak...To someone, thank you very much. I hope that I wake up to a brighter day as well. It is a very excrutiating pain, and although one has to go through greif... I feel like I'm losing myself in the process. My heart is broken. I need reassurance that there is Sun and I can be happy with that, even if it means by myself. <br />I ache, but I will try and hold onto myself. Thank you for taking the time to write to me. I need you more than ever.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-13831231474196750432009-06-03T17:35:17.457-07:002009-06-03T17:35:17.457-07:00what we don't realize, you and I, is the fact ...what we don't realize, you and I, is the fact that we complete each other.Mnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-38760467087116316752009-06-02T22:21:01.877-07:002009-06-02T22:21:01.877-07:00This is absolutely *beautiful* Kelsey... Thank you...This is absolutely *beautiful* Kelsey... Thank you for sharing it. It's amazing.Chelsea Leighhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16855308871384940586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-9690256302998772102009-06-02T03:15:46.866-07:002009-06-02T03:15:46.866-07:00To the anonymous who says that it hurts physically...To the anonymous who says that it hurts physically - I just wanted to tell you that I KNOW what you mean. And I hope that you are okay. I hope you sleep well tonight, and I hope you wake up to a brighter day. I hope you come across a beautiful ray of sun on your way. I hope you buy some ice cream for yourself and not feel bad eating it. Just take care of yourself. And hold yourself if you need to. I have faith in you. Just writing this for you has helped me, so I hope that you catch this and that it helps you in one form or another.Someonenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-52938926717355908432009-06-01T23:19:27.623-07:002009-06-01T23:19:27.623-07:00i used to believe i was the missing piece of your ...i used to believe i was the missing piece of your puzzle. at least, that was what you made me feel. but lately, i don't feel that way anymore, like i no longer fit snugly into your arms.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-79335834250708004462009-06-01T22:00:19.536-07:002009-06-01T22:00:19.536-07:00You know when you have a puzzle that is almost com...You know when you have a puzzle that is almost complete, but there are one or two pieces missing, and the only pieces left in the box are to another puzzle?<br /><br />That is how I feel. I'm almost whole, but I'm looking for that other puzzle that my last couple of pieces somehow got into. Maybe it is their pieces that I have. Maybe, just maybe, we'll complete each other and never have to look through the pieces of another puzzle again.GeorgeDubyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02331809836537261640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-90359022494155029892009-06-01T15:52:42.967-07:002009-06-01T15:52:42.967-07:00It aches so strongly it feels like I won't be able...It aches so strongly it feels like I won't be able to breathe happily again. I feel the hurt course physically through my body, internally. It almost feels like I should cross my arms over my stomach to keep from crumbling entirely. I'm losing focus. I feel like I'm losing touch with the world. I live in my own... tired, sad, upset, aching.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-50526005653755451022009-06-01T15:51:53.862-07:002009-06-01T15:51:53.862-07:00remember what it felt like when we put together th...remember what it felt like when we put together the borders, starting with the corner pieces and started moving slowly inward to put together the picture of us? the problem was that it was how we saw ourselves, rather than how we are. when it's based on idealistic promises, it's bound to start to splinter back into pieces... but it doesn't have to be that way.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-68748407166458553172009-06-01T09:45:37.079-07:002009-06-01T09:45:37.079-07:00how i wish you would fit nicely.how i wish you would fit nicely.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-14384665984282788882009-06-01T07:56:06.094-07:002009-06-01T07:56:06.094-07:00Actually, I believe you are the puzzle, and you've...Actually, I believe <B>you</B> are the puzzle, and you've deliberately hidden the pieces from me, and won't let me find them.<br /><br />How is that fair, when I've let you find mine?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-49863191334079980692009-06-01T07:42:58.648-07:002009-06-01T07:42:58.648-07:00dammit dammit. why do you have to make so much sen...dammit dammit. why do you have to make so much sense?damnedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16523520795904969209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-8665730693240628882009-06-01T07:18:35.814-07:002009-06-01T07:18:35.814-07:00i don't think i'm the pieces of anyone's puzzle. a...i don't think i'm the pieces of anyone's puzzle. and that makes me sad.blueskiesandrainnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-77531830808260346142009-06-01T06:05:53.494-07:002009-06-01T06:05:53.494-07:00Yes I am puzzled.
I am puzzle because you are th...Yes I am puzzled. <br /><br />I am puzzle because you are the long lost piece that is hiding under the sofa, and I couldn't find it, still.The One and Lonelyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16197975771287146030noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-38971791056431890882009-06-01T04:50:10.401-07:002009-06-01T04:50:10.401-07:00Puzzles are a common theme with me, too. Your blog...Puzzles are a common theme with me, too. Your blog, Iain, really shows the connectivity amongst us humans. You've really shown that you can walk down the street, past ten people who are experiencing heart ache of some form or another. I thank you for taking the time out of your day to show that. Because I'm sure that of all people, YOU knew that such connections exist.<br /><br />And as for the puzzle. You are the pieces. I think it's about acceptance. At some point, I either accept that I have all the pieces I can get from you and move on, letting those pieces be a part of me. Or I can long for you to finish placing those pieces in me so that YOU make me complete. Right now, I want the latter. I don't know if I will come out of this longing though.Lampshadenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-36138205519058697352009-06-01T02:44:58.441-07:002009-06-01T02:44:58.441-07:00The way I took this in, was indescribable. I miss ...The way I took this in, was indescribable. I miss the feeling of truth and you just made me feel it once again.<br /><br />I cannot say anything else but, thanks and I love you. And I mean this with all my heart.Rudiehttp://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/profile.php?id=1676419992&ref=profilenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-11593353931677583932009-06-01T02:39:47.939-07:002009-06-01T02:39:47.939-07:00This brings immediately to my mind a song by Carla...This brings immediately to my mind a song by Carla Bruni (stumbling around to find a link to somewhere that will let you listen to it without anything obnoxious going on at the same time) -- http://www.goear.com/listen/8984bda/Le-toi-de-moi-Carla-Bruni<br /><br />(Though funnily enough, now that I think about it, in all of that she doesn't mention puzzles/pieces. No good rhymes, perhaps...)Miss Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01744092247386617803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-21169299472928110042009-06-01T02:32:26.780-07:002009-06-01T02:32:26.780-07:00This made my heart hurt this morning. I'd rather m...This made my heart hurt this morning. I'd rather my heart hurt, though, than not feel anything at all.Freckleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17124217545684653946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-62160877372482901942009-06-01T02:02:29.409-07:002009-06-01T02:02:29.409-07:00Lovely post.Lovely post.Rosalinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15616969306811716422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-16894389704351469862009-06-01T01:55:10.279-07:002009-06-01T01:55:10.279-07:00someday, I know you are going to complete me.someday, I know you are going to complete me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752139154038265086.post-39758448334995109332009-06-01T01:48:10.171-07:002009-06-01T01:48:10.171-07:00I needed this post so badly. I'm not sure if it hu...I needed this post so badly. I'm not sure if it hurt more than it helped but I wanted to say thank you anyways. Puzzles are a common theme with me lately. Thank you.Pennynoreply@blogger.com