Maybe this comparison has been made before,

but I think that I am a lot like an old puzzle. I have a lot of unique pieces to me, which makes me difficult to put together. However, if you take the time to sit down and put me together, I am a beautiful picture. There are also a few pieces of me missing that people have either broken or walked away with. The broken parts of me can be fixed, but the ones that are gone may never come back. I just need someone who cares enough to try and put me back together and help me fill the voids.