The puzzle piece you are holding
Is key, is my heart
Would that you could make it fit
Onto the board waiting its completion
Pieces of you
Are held just as close
As I can make them fit, the edges worn with trying
We judge lightly
The effects of familiarity
We forget so trite the reasons we turned our backs
And so this case is renewed
I can detach yet retain, can you?
These are the pieces we hope to place
In the ever-changing puzzle
That forms the tapestry
Of our supposed life together
Somewhere in Between 