Conflicting Puzzles

It's crazy how much I wanted him despite how wrong it was. When I look back, nothing about our relationship fit together, yet we appreciated each other's pieces individually.

And as much as I resent him, I still think of him sometimes. I'm not even sure what aspect, because I don't think I ever truly knew him.
He wouldn't let me.
So I'm left with an image of who this beautiful stranger might be.
Who he could be. But most likely is not.