You are putting the last piece together.
You begin to realize that you two are not compatible. The imagination is at sea.
You have exhausted all of your options. You break the puzzle. Compromised, rationalized, and justified long enough.
You throw all the pieces up into the air, in hopes to scatter the memories.
You want to put water to the silent flames. The fire isn’t enchanting as afore. Not even their bel-esprit could sustain the now wavy flames. Its’ flow of motion has superseded. The pieces to the puzzle are burnt away.
YOU are COLD.
You enter the unlocked car. You reach for your keys in a familiar pocket, only to find one remaining piece of the puzzle.
You are baffled, but you continue to make use of YOU in each stanza of your life.