All that was once lost will soon be found again.

You may forget but will eventually remember.

For it's not truely lost but only missplaced.

Waiting and waiting until you remember.

For it will not find you, you find it.

Whatever it is shall return to you.

You may want it to be found.

But are you really looking for it?

Or do you just think about it?

Surely in time it may be found.

But for now it's not ready to be found again.