I MISS.
I MISS HOME
despite the knowing of it
as a place within me.
I miss the ocean
+ me naked in it,
free from all else.
I miss everything
I am not anymore
+ YET
wouldn’t want to change
WHO I AM TODAY.
I MISS
the stubborn version of me
I had to let go of
for the sake of my own sanity.
I MISS
the tiny version of me
on a mission to clean stones
not knowing about
war, abuse, injustice, violence.
I miss all of the places
+ YET
wouldn’t want to be anywhere
but here.
I MISS YOU
smiling at me
AS IF
I was the greatest creation of all.
( + maybe I am. + maybe we all are. )
I miss moments
never to occur again
while MY FUTURE SELF
is already missing this moment
in this exact place
with this exact version of me.
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music: self-produced
by Julia Kannewischer
.