Do you know when you've 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 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".