At what point did you become the sock from the wash?
The mitten after winter?
The scarf after the chilly season?
When did you go missing?
It’s like you posted signs of yourself on a light post for me to see.
I ripped the tab off made a call to receive the description of thee.
I am up early asking neighbors if they seen what I seen.
Beautiful and full of life. A girl lost in the soul of a woman. Cautious as can be
The person I loved went missing and I wonder if she is missing me.
The search continues.
