Part 1 — Lost
Even before I knew who I was,
I knew something was missing inside.
I was always chasing.
Running toward unfitting people,
looking for a love that only lived in my imagination.
I remember a sunset.
Surrounded by people, surrounded by love,
and still empty, still searching.
I was looking for an equal I did not know how to describe.
The chaos was not coming from outside.
My mind and my heart were already in it.
I didn’t have the words for what I was looking for.
I’m not sure I have them now either.
But now I know that is part of it.
Even then, even before all of it,
I was already looking for love to find myself.
I was looking outside to find it.
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