The bigger picture.
I feel like i’m always a step behind you,
As you piece together the bigger picture,
Urging me to believe,
I’m still fumbling with the pieces.
Looking for holes,
for the impossibilities.
And now as those pieces
slip into place,
Making my heart race,
I wonder if you know.
I wonder what picture you have before you,
and how different it is from mine.
And I wake each day believing those thoughts
will have gone away,
Knowing that they have no where to go,
They are as natural to me as breathing.
and I wonder what it is that you are seeing.