Love the flow of this and the thought-provoking way in which you write. I've always felt like you have a distinct voice and you know how to put those thoughts onto paper. "the things we have lost"... that can be an endless quantity to people. Whether it's something or someone physical or just a feeling, a memory, a moment. So much of our life is fleeting and perhaps we write to keep some sort of memorabilia for all that escaped or left us. When you mentioned how dreaming no longer serves a purpose, it read like a subtle call to action. We can have these hopes and visions and hold them close, but if we don't push forward and encourage them, what will become of them? The mention of loving and being loved, though never in tandem, is interesting because so often (at least that I have found) we strive for both. But there's hardly ever a balance. The journey of self love and acceptance can battle with our opportunity and desire to give a love that we sacrifice, a love that should start from within and work outwards. The last stanza feels personal and almost feels to me like the times we lose hope in one another. We neglect to be that extra support or inspiration that others yearn for.

As always, you say so much in each line and I'm so happy you're back!

Lovely and sad especially the last verse
Well written

Wow!
Completely agree with MA, the flow is magical

Amazing and thought provoking on the human psyche.