I am a cup
And you fill me up
And act as my missing piece
With you I am whole

—wait, no—

I'm not a cup
I'm one whole, stitched together human
Our broken pieces did not fit together artfully
No, my broken pieces wove them-self together
Stitch by stitch
The tears I shed acting as the thread
Because I am made of stardust
The stuff that keeps the galaxy forever moving and growing
And I made myself whole