The Boy I Lost

I lost him when we were kids. I can't find him anywhere. He's was my heart, my soul, everything. Then one day he was just gone. He was with me one second, then gone the next. I turned my head to talk to my mother and found that he disappeared. I couldn't breathe without him. We grew up together from birth, had our first steps side by side, he went on holidays with me every couple of months. Then one day it all stopped, my heart, my breath, my reason to live. But I pushed on, for him, in hope to see him again. Because I believe he's out there, alive and breathing. I will find him if it's the last thing I do.

Because The Boy I Lost
Is The Boy I Love.