I've been a puzzle all this time
Picking up hobbies and boys to solve it
Time after time, as time would go by
I would wonder why the puzzle was never whole
Some pieces fit perfectly, but I wasn't sure what to do with them
because so many pieces weren't even from the same box
I'm finally solving it, piece by piece,
as my younger self learned to do so well
Turns out I can't borrow pieces from other people,
no matter how generous they may be
and no matter how badly I wanted desperately to have enough pieces...
If they aren't pieces of me they will never create a masterpiece
Now I look at one piece at a time
Study it and cherish it
Decide if it fits in my puzzle
Accomplishing and keeping my patience
This puzzle is magic
With only time and my whole heart, it's putting itself together
And when the pieces align perfectly, they seal themselves with superglue
because there is no going back when the pieces are truly yours
I can't wait to frame it for the world to see
This puzzle solves itself when I let myself be free