Written on: June 3, 2017
I
am the puzzle that was never complete
then
you asked me "Why do you continue to give when you are incomplete?"
"Because their incompleteness is my incompleteness and their wholeness is also my wholeness."
"But how could you be whole when you gave away your piece?" You asked with you eyebrows furrowed showing the expression of frustration.
I smiled and said "Nothing is better than giving joy to others The darknesss and emptiness inside me will be filled by their brightness."
"But they will somehow eventually forget you." You replied
"They are the driver and I am the passenger who suggest lots of ways so that they could choose a path for our destination. The passenger who's nameless to some but what I do stays in their heart. They might have not known it but I'm glad to be part of their subconscious."
"They control the steering wheel and I guide him/her after the goal is done. It is for them to decide what they would do next."
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