Its gone…and that will go…

Very weird…but feeling very lonesome today…got up with this feeling that something is amiss…there’s something I’ve lost…or something I’ve left behind…you know that feeling when you feel you put something into one of your jeans pockets…you don’t realize that you’ve lost it and then one day it hits you…its gone….that feeling that its with you and will be always…but its gone…and the harder you look for it, the further it seems to go…its gone…
That’s how I’m feeling right now…like I’ve lost something precious…and I don’t even know what it is…and as I type this in, I mourn its loss and I consol myself…
Its only when you’re free of its hold on you…and when you’re happy…and you’re walking down the street on a pretty morning…and you slip your hand into your pocket…and your hand smiles…cos you’ve found it…its been washed and dried…it clean and shiny…its wrinkled and scarred…but you still love it…time can’t change how it makes you feel…and you’ll keep it carefully…
i wait for that day...
This feeling I have right now…it will go…I promise myself that it will go…