Bits and Pieces

When time pulls me one way

And life pulls me another

I reach for the bits and pieces

Flying by to make me whole again

Yet so many unknowns steal them

No framework or netting to catch on to

Dreams and wannabes duck and dodge each other

Like magnets pushing each other away

From completing the future plans

Yet still hoping to no avail

I wander in this fog of regret

And what was supposed to be

Never settling for less but not getting the more either

My heart is like a patchwork of broken momemts

Tied together with frayed ribbons

Of old bittersweet memories

Always lost in the waves of not now

Watching the swirling of forever

Mixing every thought with the tears

Of someone else’s life

The bits may never find all the pieces

That would form the ending that is needed

To fulfill the desires of this old lady’s heart.