W(hole) Again

I think I found myself today.

Managed to get my hands on
all the little pieces.

All this time, thinking I was broken
when I was really just lost.

It's time now (I say)
place me back together - all those tiny pieces.

Because I think I am ready to be whole again.

How Perfectly Absurd...

How perfectly absurd it seems to me
that I still desire for your approval.

That I can't help but wander through
my brand new hallways and wish
that you were there - wide eyed and smiling.

"Ohhhh"ing and "Awwww"ing at my choices.

Knowing (even) that upon your exit you'd
likely forget where you'd been anyway.