Loss

I got lost and I loved it,

it felt like freedom and change,

almost like being in a completely new place.

From that stance of disorientation,

so many things came to light,

I forgot how good it was to not know a thing,

and how it felt to laugh.

To feel no burden at all, and just live a day at a time,

to remember what was forgotten, and not think about what „might“.

In that loss I found my self, the one that was ignored,

and I let my self go, to where ever I might like.