I gathered all of the courage left in me,
I went to a place where I thought I might…
Find you, meet you hoping to keep you.
The fact that I haven’t made a trip like this in awhile,
made me check the map for warning signs.
The last time I came back barely alive,
Found it, met it but lost it.
So I secreted myself in the cave,
Where I found comforts in the mushrooms around me.
On the way there,
I encountered a witch.
She watched me searched,
She felt my determination and understood my pursue.
She said: I don’t know what you’re looking for, but this thing has attracted a beautiful creature such as yourself. It must be a rare treasure.
She casted a spell and left before I could respond.
With the blessing I moved forward.
After lots of breaks and doubts,
I think I’m looking at it.
I thought it’d feel much more unfamiliar.
It looked ordinary,
But in my eyes its priceless yet modest.
I used to scream on the top of the mountains and my lungs
Wanting the whole world to know what I’ve found.
But this time…
This time I went to a frog by the river
Told it everything. All of them.
Then I chose to leave it where I found it.
I wasn’t scared to lose it again,
I was scared to break it.