the lost you

Revisiting childhood haunts, the hide-&-seek secrets with sunshine shining in on the corners from un-curtained, open windows. Revealing all in its dusty memory glow. The shapes and sounds of the years bygone come alive in sepia tones, the conspiratory laughs, the hushed tones,  the furtive touches, the imaginary kisses..all come alive with a magnified clarity. The imperfect you is awakened within, a dimension added, adding both form and substance to the current shapely life of you.  Revisiting old friends, and unearthing the dark corner in your soul with a faint torch that faintly sheds light on miniscule findings and yet, opens a treasure trove of other have-beens from your past that you had unceremoniously dumped out of sight and semblance of today. Reading pale letters, replete with old vocabulary and older emotions, stirs up the still waters and small frothy waves hit on you to awaken your dead nerve ends to a new sunrise and an old sunset. An old lilting melody from a forgotten era sings its way into the present from an open slit in the memory barriers, making the castle of cards fall to the floor, shredding them into splinters and making the King and the Queen shed blood from their wounds.