To Love and To Lose
To Love and To Lose
I've lost track of many things over the years l've lost track of socks
Of sweaters
Of time
Some things I've lost have turned up again
My favorite necklace
My missing earring
My mind
I've lost my temper
I've lost my way
Frantic searches in the night
Just to find things by day
I've lost my self-loathing
I've lost some weight
And some of the clothing
For the body l used to hate
When I look in this box
Of everything I've ever lost
I see pieces of me
That I no longer need
I see anger
I see a house key
I see grief
Not everyone is meant to stay
Love is still worth the price to pay And sometimes loss looks more like relief
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