Lost and Found

I have a lost and found box that I keep with myself, cards, notes even gift wrappers. I save broken promise rings, the seashell keychain a friend got me when we were 13. Christmas cards my old neighbour made me who I now barely talk to. Each year I get a bigger box which fills up with all the remembrances. Ironically enough i lose touch with the people who’s memories I so endearingly hoard. I no longer recollect what your nose looks like but I listen to that song you love every now and then.
I have no memory of what our bond was like but I will never forget the nickname you gave me.
You got a keychain for everyone but got me the biggest one, even though I have no idea what you’re doing these days, I remember how special that little gesture made me feel. I have a lost and found box that I keep with myself if one day you wanna visit back.
Love always
R