Do you know when you have lost something – like your favorite t-shirt or a set of keys—-and while looking for it, you come across something else you once missed but have long since forgotten? Well whatever it was, there was a point where you decided to stop searching, maybe because it was no longer required or a new replacement was found. It is almost as if it never existed in the first place- until that moment of rediscovery, a flash of recognition.
Everyone has once –an inventory of lost things waiting to be found. Yearning to be acknowledged for the worth they once held in your life.
I think this is where I belong—among all your other lost things. A crumpled note as the bottom of drawer or an old photograph pressed between the pages of a book. I hope someday you will find me and remember what I once meant to you.