TO THE MOON AND NEVER BACK

[xxxviii] • Lost Treasure

❝The worst feeling is the moment you realise that you've lost yourself.❞
- Elena Gilbert.

⚙ ⚙ ⚙

she's buried underneath the vintage photos of the past
I see her in dark aisles adorned with wilting sunflowers
the echoes of the old music were the only thing she heard
oh, how I remember her to be one of those poetic lovers
her universe was made up of all the shades of colours

I saw a picture of her, wearing that old pair of glasses
she wore a smile, but her teary eyes were unseen
it tasted nostalgic to get lost in the lost time again
wish these memories could be somehow wiped clean
only if I could rewind time, and go back to be fifteen

so, here is yet another note from the higher dimension
the hidden starlight, the one she dreads to be in the future
asking her not to fear to be the lost treasure that I've become
she was born with strong wings to fly high, a mighty creature
and even if she falls, her mistakes will be her best teacher

she's the star who is assumed to shine super bright
while everyone else is stripping her off of her lovely glow
however this time she will be a better version of me
growth is painful, beautiful, slow, to go with the flow
I might be lost, but she still has immortality to grow

the most wonderful gems go through extreme pressure
but at the same time, they stay who they honestly are
in the world of ordinary roles, she shouldn't be merged
not a chameleon to camouflage, she's my precious star
whose light reaches to even a lost treasure, near and far

so, here is another warning from the one she calls her ghost
the girl lost in oblivion, the one who is now a lost treasure
telling her that it's never too late to realise your self-worth
she's my long lost youth, and I'm her greatest displeasure
she has so much potential that no one can ever measure

but, I'm afraid, she'll become me in the future - a lost treasure

⚙ ⚙ ⚙

in the race to be successful, never cease to be yourself.
with tonnes of love,
SweetSimu.