A Trail of Breadcrumbs

Once I wanted to have
something
that I am now too poor to remember.
Once I wanted to spend
my time
wisely, wasting nothing.
Once I wanted to know
exactly what
I had in my heart, and what others hold in theirs.
Once I held the love
of someone else
inside myself, and gave it back,
thinking that I could hold it,
and keep it there,
not knowing
that it had not been made to last.

I tried to think of the time when I was content
with the path that I had chosen
- a time when I knew with clarity
what I should do,
to make things right.

And I couldn't.



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