They like to say falling in love is like finding the other piece of puzzle that fits yourself perfectly. But who ever said that we were born like puzzle pieces, with the missing edge and the protruding edge? I know I am a circle, and you are too, round and complete. But for each other, we give and we take, we take and we give more. Then finally, the world sees us as matching pieces of puzzle because they don’t realize we’re just two rounds who didn’t care about looking awkward, and still decided to hold each other in our hands. So we bow our heads and laugh together, and yet they make a picture out of our laughter.