Gluing Puzzle Pieces
I have this urge
to be with someone
I'd take anyone just so I'm not alone
but I'm tired of gluing stuff that
just won't fit. Disproportionate pieces
that are far from perfect. Even though
the picture maybe beautiful I can see
the cracks that aren't filled.
And these people that I meet
they never really heal.
Or cure the loneliness.
when you'd rather be holding
someone else tight.
Someone else would fit just right.
So I put down the glue and the
mismatched puzzles pieces.
I take a breath and just peel
off the glued parts.
Eventually this puzzle will
be completed. In the mean time
I realized it's okay to be alone.
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