Lost.

…and found.

Photo by Mishal Ibrahim on Unsplash

I had forgotten about
Myself for so long
But then I remembered
How much it hurt to find you.

The sky has since lost its blue tint
Instead, it now lives on my face
And somehow I still feel appeased
Every time I reminisce.

© Manu Kiza 2022.

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