losing.. lost..

losing is a feeling i fear the most. lost is something that costs.

i never like losing.. anything. so does everyone, i’m sure.

the idea of losing is about not feeling and enjoying what’ve been our routinity and habit, anymore.

it’s about belongings, relationships, persons, everything.

and losing, never gives space for us to prepare. it happens when we least expected. we’ll never be ready.

just when we thought we’re losing, it’s not really yet. it’s there. we’re too blind to see, too ignorance to realize.

just when we thought we still got it, it’s not really there. it’s gone. we never know, too blind to see. too ignorance to realize.

hurts a lot to know it doesn’t belong to you anymore. feels empty inside, torn apart, clueless..

hard for us to say it doesn’t stay there anymore. alone, despair, crying..

but it’s also sad to admit, we can’t afford it. we’re never meant to be it. we should not belong together.

craving for more. reaching for the shore. hoping for before.

to see that far, it’s easy. long gone.. still waiting to come.

to see the upfront, it’s difficult. nearby.. it’s for us to be home.

no, it’s never easy.. of losing.. lost.

while it’s there.. no cost.

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