her lost gem, she couldn't seem to find it for months it was a rare one, expensive too she treasured it most until suddenly it was not in the pockets of her jeans anymore the next day
she lost her mind trying to look for it searching all over her house even in public places she frequently visited but it was no where to be found
it was only until months later she saw it again but with someone else the gem was no longer hers and her self loathe grew even more
"how could i be so irresponsible" is what she thought "if i could go back to the night before i lost it and made sure it was there this would never have happened" everyday from there on, she wished she could go back in time
she wishes the one who took it would lose it, so somehow it could come back to her maybe she would find the gem laying around by her house again she constantly got her hopes up every time she would see a gem but it was not the same one, it was simply a clone
whenever she'd take a closer look at the gem's look-a-likes, she realized it was only an illusion they didn't have the same shimmer as the real one they didn't feel the same the edges were rough and they weren't even real, they would break apart
she misses her gem, and she knew nothing else would compare to it
nothing feels the same as the one thing that made you truly happy