Lost and found, if not forgotten.

Portland OR

Description

Embracing perhaps a moment in time that I wish to not be forgotten. I am acting a fool? Blank stone face as you slam the door, you have already forgotten? What are you running from? Or who are you running to? You discovered the neglected part of tour life needs attention, found! You have lost the desire for what you claimed anyways once moved you. This of course happens almost at the exact moment that I discovered my feelings for you. Found, but lost, already forgotten are the feelings you had that captured mine, almost like a bait and switch. Was this choreographed this way? So perplexing looking for answers i look the fool. Grasping onto hope that you find what you have apparently lost.