(I’ve taken a slightly unconventional approach to this task. Not sure if it has worked, but worth a try)
Where did I leave it? I know I had it last Saturday when we went for that walk, and on Sunday morning when I was drinking a cup of tea while listening to the birds sing outside my window. Not sure what I did with it after that. I may have left it in the bathroom when I was cleaning, or when I brought home all that marking on Monday night. I had it when I went to the gym on Tuesday, and while I was watching a film on Wednesday, but I’ve no idea where it is now. I’ve probably left it at work somewhere, under a pile of books on my desk, or in a classroom. I keep losing it, and only ever seem to have it for a while.
I can’t get you back. I’ve tried so hard to make up for it, but it’s too late and I have no choice but to move on. I know I didn’t realise how important you are, and how much I should have valued what you gave me, but I didn’t. I kept thinking, tomorrow, another day, another month, another year. But they’ve all gone by so fast and I didn’t notice that I was losing you too. I’ll have to hurry up now I know, or they’ll be nothing left. I promise I will take more care of you. I’ll appreciate you and all you have to offer me. I really will.
A beautiful song which never fails to hold me in stillness until the very last note, and perfectly illustrates the loss I’ve written about.