i saw you the other day,
and i laughed.
it's been a long while since i've laughed,
a real laugh.
i don't know what i thought
was so funny,
but something with the way you looked,
and the way i looked,
made the pieces fit together.
i think it was a pity laugh.
i pitied myself.
you were out in the world,
discovering yourself,
discovering other people.
i was at home
counting the days it took
to find all of my broken pieces.
i think you still have one,
i probably left it in your bed sheets,
or under your favorite blue jacket,
or in the pocket of your jeans.
maybe what was so funny was the fact you were coming together already
and i was still falling apart.
5.6.16 - i'm still searching for myself.
