I can't put you back together. Not all at once. But if you take my hand I'll follow you anywhere. Piece my piece I'll discover you. I'll spend so much time trying to wrap my mind around you; that you will never be able to fall apart again. As if my thoughts were a never ending wire tapped into an infinite supply of admiration. I have ropes for arms and I'll encase you in them for eternity. Still I know that won't be enough. It takes more than effort and hugs to heal a broken heart. And it's even harder to enlighten a shattered soul. So I offer you this as well. When you fall apart I'll pick you up. I want nothing more than to give you the comfort you have so easily given me. I wish to be a home when you feel helpless and I hope you know my door is always open. I'm not so naive to think you'll ever admit that you hurt. You're a cast iron character filled with chaos. A story that will never be written. You're a puzzle I'll never put together. Even though I can picture you perfectly. There is so much more to you. So many somethings that I will never completely capture. But I know that your mystery is the greatest there has ever been. I know that I will never morph into the glue I aspire to be. I can't hold you together as well as I hope to. All I will ever be is someone who cares for you beyond your knowledge. I'm someone who hates the fact that pain can touch even the most incredible of people. I hate that it can touch you.... I just hope that I can soften the blow.
