What the F?

I spent these many years investing my time.
Only to be lead in another direction.
Lead to believe that it could happen.
Lead to believe that there was hope.
Lead to beleive a possibility. Against all odds.
But then moments at a time, pieces of the puzzle come together.
Come together to reveal a truth that you hope wouldnt or couldnt be true.
I find pieces inside someone's jacket.
Inside a closet. Inside a drawer. Inside a cellphone.
Inside a conversation. Inside an emotion.
I find all the pieces.
But the last piece is hiding in two different places.
Strategically hiding, never to be found.
But you know what? Those pieces can remain in their hiding place.
I dont need to find them.

Because I already know what the picture on puzzle is telling me.