Lost and Found

Alone. Abandoned. Wandering around. Looking for you. Where did you end up? You left so suddenly, I couldn’t believe it. From place to place I go in search of you to no avail. Your friends say they haven’t heard from you, convenient excuse I say, and your family stopped taking my calls weeks ago. You would not just leave me like this, I know you, you meticulously plan every little thing in your day and if something is not right it drives you out of your mind completely. Everyone has started to think I’m crazy, that I have lost it completely, but they don’t understand what you mean to me, how complete I feel when we’re together and I’m just not going to have their judgements, jealousy and cynicism weigh me down on my journey to get you back dear, I just can’t.

As I move from place to place, I attempt to settle on a new life but the moment I feel safe and grounded, a stray memory hastens to the forefront of my mind and, like a cancer, a slow decay of my psyche begins, ruining the fleeting solace I may have found in that place. You didn’t do anything wrong, not by a long shot dear, but it was the zenith of our time together and I couldn’t handle the abrupt descent that was just on the other side. Please don’t come looking for me, you know it’s better off this way and I want you to be truly happy. I’m broken, a shattered husk of the person you once knew and loved. Hopefully you’ll find someone to complement you better. Just stop looking for me. Go home already. For me. Stop. Please.