lost and found...

do you know, when you've lost something- like your favorite 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 one -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 at the bottom of a 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.