I miss the child that watched itself in amazement flowering into a teen, The teen that longed to get into the arms of a waiting youth, The youth that was pushed into dissolving into her middle age who till date remains a mad muddle, The middle-aged madness that walks into the unwelcome, unwanted, neglected advancing age refusing to advance, trying to unsuccessfully retrace its wobbly steps. God! I miss myself, miss myself like I miss no other Life took me everywhere, away from me, to a different me, till I lost everybody to meet nobody, now looking at everybody, missing everybody in nobody. Does nobody want me or is everybody missing me too, missing me like Nobody, liking Nobody in everybody, or unliking everybody in Nobody?Time refuses to answer🤦♀️ I miss being asked directions or which bus route to take I miss walking in my area aimlessly I miss playing with random kids on the street I miss following scents and finding great places to eat I miss hugging trees I miss cursing the sun and sunscreen I miss random old couples holding hands in the park I miss looking at the sky without the grill on my window or buildings blocking my view
