Lost & found
When I move out I'll take my binder full of stories I have an unfinished fanfic lyrics of the horrid songs I used to like and the map of my neverending quest for love I have motivational phrases in bold marker lettering I have quotes from the Bible, from when I was a christian I have everything I was before you I'm bringing my box of letters from friends I never saw again from people I now don't want to look at knick-knacks from the time it wasn't you who made me sigh and hope and turn inside words that meant I was cared for, loved and wanted in a life that's not this one I'm starting I'll introduce you to people you'll never meet who once were the core of everything, it seems who took time to make things for me and will never get to know you and see see see See how I turned into us how happiness looks like from where I stand how my quest has finally ended with all the other things I've found ...