We both are broken, bits and pieces chipped off and imperfectly glued back together. We don’t even fit together that well, technically. But we make it work. We fill the gaps with gold and we are even more beautiful.
We satisfied each other as no human being or otherworldly force in the universe can. I love you so, so much. But you are gone. There is nothing left. The universe is an empty, desolate place without you. Goodbye.