The missing part

My heart is just like a jigsaw,

made from a thousand of pieces.

It’s incomplete,

as it always misses a piece of jigsaw.

The missing part is the most beautiful part,

of the whole heart.

The missing part is the sweetest part,

of the whole memory.

Nothing can replace it,

in my heart.

Nothing can fill the hole,

in my heart.

I had been looking for the missing part,

since I was born.

I had tried all my best,

to find the missing part.

Ah,

you’re the missing part,

of my heart.

Ah,

you’re the one,

who completes my life.

As long as you’re health,

so am I.

As long as you’re happy,

I would be happy also.

P/S:

Suddenly, I just feel that she is a part of my heart.