There was something about my life that felt out of place. I couldn't explain it, but a piece of me was missing.

I was going mad...everybody pretended everything was fine, but I knew for a fact something wasn't.

Everybody seemed to walk through their life with a purpose, but me? I felt like I was walking through life with nothing to look forward to, nothing to hold onto.

I didn't know what my problem was...I was trying to be happy, I truly was...but I couldn't. Nobody seemed to understand me...and then I met him, and everything slowly started to make sense. The missing puzzle pieces finally found their place.