You came upstairs with a 500 piece puzzle.
We sat down at the circular table,
The five of us.
Two quit within ten minutes.
Soon there was three.
We sat and worked on that puzzle for hours.
Stopping only for lunch and dinner.
You and the other left to play boogie man outside in the dark.
One came and started to help.
I left to shower, and the one continued working.
When I came back, there were twenty pieces left,
And you were there, hovered over the table,
One singular piece, closed in your fist on the table.
The twenty pieces left became ten, five, two...
One open spot left on the table,
Where the piece held in your fist belonged.
You took my hand and dropped the piece into my palm.
"You were the only one with enough persistence
To sit and do the puzzle when we all left.
You deserve the last piece."
It was those words that pulled me from the edge.
It was the piece that pulled me together.
I went to my Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin's house this weekend just to get out of the house and this was the scene on Saturday and it just seemed so poetic but I didn't have my computer so I couldn't type it up but here it is.
Translation: My cousin one year and four months older than me came up with a puzzle for the five of us kids to do. The two youngest quit in the first ten minutes, and it was me, my sister, and him that was left. After my sister and cousin left to go play outside in the dark, my Aunt came and started the puzzle. I left to take a shower, and my cousin was back up there when I got done and together we finished the puzzle. We he said that to me as he handed me that last piece of the puzzle, it made me realize that I am the only one in my life that can have enough persistence to love me for who I am. He didn't know that those words had such an impact on me. But they did. And those were just the words that I needed to hear.