My necklace hangs in my bedroom
like a treasure in a hopelessly vast ocean
Mostly I walk past it
my mind set on other things
my necklace is lost,
with no hope of rescue.

The memories of joy
of sunsets on beaches,
of walks in forests,
of reflections on water
days I thought I would remember forever

I can feel the blissful moments,
on the brink of extinction
floating away, night after night,
day after day

My necklace hangs in my bedroom,
but it is lost in my head
I hold and I hold,
but it’s no use

It slips away