Because in the end, all we all ended up wanting
was It.
Not the fun, the productivity, the connection,
Not anything we found at the beginning.
Now all we wanted (and still want,
Whether we are sober, dealing or somewhere in between)
Is to find ourselves the tiny shards of zero-
We will stop at nothing to
chase the white dragon.

And where is she now?
What is she doing?
Well she is here,
In most ways,
for him.
Funny that Irony.

So lonely and alone was she,
our Key,
that the thought of her self being good enough
for him to need
was more than anything she could ever need.


And now,
her brain slows a lot,
loving herself,
just as difficult a lot
and she misses being herself again.
Not part of the THE LOCK AND THE KEY,
but just
herself again
   An enigma,
Misty mystery.