The missing piece

 The image he had about her was blurry and faded.Like a lake on a spring morning,he could see the outlines and the outlines only.The only certainty was the passion he felt that night,a memory of feelings.Her smooth lips against his..bursting with passion."L." made him feel alive,she did what others were unable to.Whether she feels the same or not..at least L. gave him hope,hope that there's someone out there.Someone special,able to get him out of the mist and back to reality.

 All this time he thought the missing piece was perfection,but wrong was he.He has mistaken special for perfect,waiting for the wrong train in the right station.Nevertheless he sees the train coming,any moment now."Good things might come to those who wait"

Hope everyone had a great day,like I did.
Love,Just.