Miss myself

 When emotions were churning,

And thoughts were taking a stroll.

I might seem weak

but had a compassionate soul.

I miss myself, but I learned to move on.

When actions ran faster

 than the words and thoughts

I might seem asinine

but had a brain free of knots.

I miss myself, but I learned to move on.

When chatting was relentless,

knew no boundaries or societal rules. 

I might seem promiscuous

but had a heart so free and cool. 

I miss myself, but I learned to move on.

Now, I have me and myself

no one to talk to or to judge. 

When overloaded with excitement 

I share this life fudge-

with me myself. 

So no more missing, and I learned to let it go.

                                                Aarushi