Out of order There was a time, as a child With love my heart was full Feeling it beating in my chest It was healthy and still whole Every day was filled with laughter Excitement around every turn But as I grew older, things started to change For something new, my heart did yearn A different kind of love Something I never felt before Not the love for family or friends Well, kind of the same…but something more I found that love as a young man Or at least I thought that’s what I found But maybe I was too young To really Understand a love so profound Throughout my life I found it again… And again and again to different extent And started to wonder If I really knew what love meant Each time my heart broke Piece were left behind Scattered across my past Scattered across time Now I try to pick them up Like some kind of hoarder But as I try to put my heart back together I think the pieces are out of order