Have you ever experience a time where almost everything around you seem to be good. That at that particular time in your life, it seems as if life will work out for you only to feel that your life isn't quite complete. Why is it that you can never have everything you want?

My best friend figured me out. She told me that as long as she known me, I was never happy or content with life for more than a month. But is that it? Am I reaching for something that isn't there? But if that's the answer I've been searching for then why do I still feel empty? Why does my life seem incomplete? Maybe it is just me, everything seem to work out for everyone else.

I've always figure there are more to things. That with every piece of this puzzle of my life is placed in that I could finally be complete. But whenever I find that missing piece, it seems like I lose another one. I'm always looking for that final piece in order for my life, my happiness to be complete. Nothing ever does work out for me. At least the way I want it to.