Writing for the Five Sentence Fiction prompt- MAPS
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I thought I knew what 'complete' felt like when he found the map to me, making me smile and laugh and cry and grow under the bubble that covered us.
Now thousand miles apart, spaces have grown in our togetherness.
But mourn not for us, for we found happiness in the drops of the sea between the shores of our souls.
Last night, he visited, finally holding the map to my body. I think I now know what 'complete' feels like.