I've forgotten what it feels like
to wake up without any worries,
and relying on merely coffee
to carry me like a breeze.
I've forgotten what it feels like
to read a book with pleasure;
taking me to a number of places
I really can't measure.
I've forgotten what it feels like
to stand on top of a sofa,
battling the landslide
to get away from the lava.
But most of all,
I've forgotten what it feels like
to love like no other-
Without expecting any return
like the love of a mother.
