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