One can live their life blind.

One can look for all the pieces.

And fill in all the gaps they can.

But they never figure out the puzzle.

That’s what you do — you fill in the time and the space until it’s solved. Until that one person completes the math for an equation you didn’t know you started. 

Once that person exists, there’s no forgetting them. They don’t fade into the other faces that have filled that void before, they are that void. They are the finished picture you never envisioned.