Reminded and recounted
that childhood
held the perfect version of me 

A version of me
Blissfully unaware
of unrecoverable truth
No voice yet, no desire, no inquiry
Memory erased
A knowing

The knowing of before
an unknown truth
Past self
identity lost

Identity was lost
and I rebuilt anew
those who forget
assume I do too

Yet today my body reminds me 
of a home beyond my memory
My heart struggles to beat 
in remembrance of before
My legs carry me down paths untraveled
In search of her

The perfect version of me 
before I left home 
At once alone