I have this thing
Where sometimes I’m fine
Sometimes I know my path
and I know what’s good for
And I know myself enough to know that this
is where I should be,
this is where I
This is where I have access to the fullest part of my being,
I have this other thing.
This thing that remembers the parts of
that only you could open up.
Parts of me that I have yet to access here,
Pieces of me that have only been uncovered in moments of pure revelry
and in the depths of
I miss those parts of
The pieces of me that are here
and so thankful for the perfectness
of this place and this time
long to be united with that other piece of
that’s still with
I am whole in and of myself,
I know this.
So why does it feel like the only way to be fully
is to have you too.
And yet having you would mean changing
and the things I love most about
So I circle back around to
and hope that I can learn to see
the hidden parts of
while I’m standing here in the sunshine.
And let the lessons of
flow over the vast land and sea and reach