Losing the last piece of your puzzle
And you struggle
So hard to find another that fits
Matches each curve and groove of your lif
The counterpart to every memory
Difficulty does not explain living with this hole
For the puzzle is never complete if the missing piece is gone
Go on and miss this piece forever
Or store this mystery away
And a new story will develop part by part
Yet when this concludes once more
Who will be the last jigsaw?
