My Tin Can and Little Things

I have a tin can which floats in the middle of the ocean
It holds thousands of people
But it is lonely
I have these little thoughts each day
Fleeting things like how I hold my fork and why
I want to discuss these trivial and stupid things
They are meaningless but knowing I can discuss with you
Is what makes you special
Is what makes us feel present, together, close

This thought teaches me how important moments are
The simple things shared that make a lifetime of memories
Remember the time when sat in a coffee shop and talked about single blade fans
Lifetime memories

My tin can is like a bubble
The sea around it is so vast I cannot comprehend land
My mind is on land
No my heart is on land
Thus I am missing a part of me
I want it back so I can share it
Right now you just get to hold it
Sharing is more fun

Besides when I have it it does not feel like I am missing a part of me
You know this feeling
That emptiness that says something feels not right
It is not wrong with us as one
But in the self a limb/organ is missing
It does not feel right

Soon I will leave my tin can
To reclaim my missing pieces
And put our puzzle together
I look forward to that day
For then we can also get off the roller coaster
and walk around the amusement park
Enjoying each others company.