Now we feel complete and I think our fathers would have wanted this.
I just wish I felt complete too. It still feels like there’s one more piece of the puzzle missing.
The puzzle of me, the man.
As much as I don’t want to accept it. I knew I felt complete when she was with me.
Olivia.
As I stare back at Eric, I wonder how she is and what she’s doing.
This is the first time I’ve know what the missing piece of the bigger picture was and where to find it.
I’m just choosing not to.