This will not make much sense,
but everything that was here
is not here with me.
What if it was here with me?
What if I was there with it?
How much would it take for me to get it back?
I could get it back.
It would engulf me in its arms,
but let me go out to play when I am bored.
It would give me the time I need to think,
but take me out for midnight strolls to breathe.
I know where it is.
And I could be there with it.
I would grow,
grow to be dependent.
Be by its side,
for it realize that I am there.
Let it take time to see that I am here,
Let myself take the time to notice that.
Register it in my head a billion times
Just for the end to tell me that I still did not get it.
That I did the whole process wrong.
What happened to it?
Was it not where it was supposed to be?
it still does not make sense.