Pieces of Me

A big part of my little heart

Is my quest to diversify my identity

I sit with it

And she sits with me

We smile with all the beauty and grace we can muster

Because we are comfortable in knowing that we are at home together.

Like with my mother

Strong like an oak

She teaches me to be patient

To be kind

To laugh with others

She teaches me the words that people need to hear

And the words they don’t

She teaches me to have faith in this world

In the world that has hurt her

In a world that has hurt me.

A little part of my big heart

Lives the yearning that sits in me

And she sits with me

When I glance at couples who seem to be in it for life

I wave to her because I must treat her with humility

And trust that she is a friend who once is gone may never return

So, I try to enjoy her company

And we sit in the comfort of discomfort together.

A little part of my big brain

Tells me to calm down

To not overthink

And just play it cool

They don’t need to know

My plate is overflowing

I can’t let them see the cracks in my fragile existence

But I know that everything will be okay

It’ll be okay

I’ll be okay.

A big part of my little brain

Tells me that the best is yet to come

She is the optimist

That goes by realist

She sits with me

As we craft our future

And weave the threads that holds my parts together

She is my favourite

The true MVP

And we sit there with little hearts

And big parts

And I ask: “Is that all of me?”

And she replies: “No darling, the best is yet to come.”