i was wrong

i suddenly lost it.

just when i thought i was holding into something very precious, i was wrong. i wasn't holding into anything. neither precious. what is value when it is only considered valuable by one alone.

i trust that something will grow fonder with absence. but i was wrong. what is absence if it was never present? just when you thought it was there, it was just pretense after all.

assurance, i thought was something you can hold on to. but the rest is not assured. i was wrong. we can never be assured of anything. sometimes, somethings fall short of security.

for whatever it's worth, i give utmost importance to what i called the gift. i'll keep it for as long as i can. by certain norms, it is irrevocable. but then again, i must be wrong.

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