im not your glue

I'd walk through fire for you. When it comes to adoring someone, this is it. Five letters maybe mean more than four at this moment. IF you would just let yourself be open to it you'd see there's no one who'd ever do more for you. If I were a songwriter with a way with words I may be able to express what it is that I think of you, but then it would be trite, no? Catchy and insta-worthy, but trite nonetheless. You downplay all of your great qualities and self deprecate your dualities that you categorize as non-positive or bad as it were. If you only knew I noticed that there's a piece of you that you can't see. A piece, take it as a compliment, that I see, that i adore just as i do every inch of you whether you appreciate it or not. A piece the shines brighter than the northern star on a lone fishing trip. ITs the star I saw when I first caught a glimpse of those decadent eyes that rarely seem to look my way but I beg to maybe see a part of me you my have not noticed yet. That part that stares into your deepest crevices and still cares for you beyond all else. But you can't unpack your baggage so I'm still here waiting at the carousel, hoping you'll turn around and just take a quick glance and see who is actually standing here waiting for you to wake up and see me too.

But it's fine, it's ok. I'll take a few steps back, into the blurred line of placeholder and distraction because I fit there. Like that last puzzle piece that you lost in the shag carpet. Yeah, that's me, waiting to be found, waiting to be picked up and put in your puzzle. Oh, but then, its the glue, I'm not the glue. Now you've got the piece to mend your broken heart. I helped you feel again to trust again and BE again. And then you go find the glue. That's cool, I'll be the piece that holds the place that fits your glue. Even if the glue isn't me. Because I mean really, what's a puzzle without the glue. God I wish I could be the glue too.