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I’d learned that day that sometimes we have to give away pieces of ourselves to others we love, even if it hurts at the time. Without sacrificing those parts, nothing new—and possibly wonderful—could grow in their stead.
Love was nothing if not sacrifice, and for him, I’d willingly give all of myself.
All of our jagged pieces might not have fit together perfectly, but what a beautiful, disastrous mosaic we made.

