He was a puzzle
I could never quite put togetherjust when I thought I had
the comfort of having himI was missing a piece
no matter how much
I tried to show himthe love I had
It was his way of having me
but keeping me at a safe distancealmost having him
but not quiteI think that's the worst way
to have someonean almost
because you were right
at the finish linemoments away from
finally having it allfor it to be ripped away
stuck between
what if's and maybe'slike you never had it at all