Lost and Found.

I am the pair of sunglasses you left on the ledge of that one bar you went to.

I am the back of an earring you were wearing and didn’t know fell out until you touched your ear.

I am the sweater you liked but lost and you never could really place what happened to it but didn’t really care about finding it either.

I am the load of mix matched socks you will never find the pairs to.

I am the pile of lost and found that is never claimed.

I feel like I will never really be found. Always wandering, always lost, always waiting for something, someone, anything…

Maybe someone will come around and find purpose within me. Find something I didn’t even know I had.  

Until then, I’ll be in the lost and found box of unclaimed, ofmix matched and worn items.

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