It goes like that, doesn't it?

To one extent, I feel my heart as if bursting and I can't help it. The reason is that I've found the new meaning of perfection yet something is missing to complete the perfection. And that missing part, is inevitably unenforceable.
You have completed a set of puzzle yet you're not able to tape the tiny little pieces together to let them stick forever. Eventually, they'll separate and split up all over again. That's what I mean by you need a completion even to a perfection or else, it's not a perfection after all.

xoxo