Losing Myself

by Julie Ann (she/her)

Was even harder than losing him. In fact, it was much much worse. For a while, I feared I might have lost Myself forever. After a time, it had been so long I worried I might not even recognise Myself any more. I looked back at the place where I'd last seen her But Myself wasn't there any more.

I don't think I'll find her in that place again I don't think she can fit back in there She's not the same shape any more

I can sense she's not completely lost though Just in a different place

Not better

Not worse

But different.

I think I'm getting closer to finding Myself you know Just need to keep searching And never give up.