Story Start #2

One day I will find you. You have been lost but you will be found. Maybe if I find you I will find myself too. Sometimes I sit at home and wonder why you've gone. Where you are now. Why you had to step foot on the Mayberry. Why you didn't take me with you. I'd rather be lost at sea with you than sitting here all alone. Why did you have to go? What pulls you towards ships? Why do you feel the need to live at sea your who life? Why did you have to get lost? Some of the things I wish I'd asked you before you left. Now I am going mad with loss. I am mad at you, at me, at the world. Maybe if you hadn't settled down, then got back up and sailed away. Maybe I wouldn't be here feeling numb. Thinking about you. But I have to stop. Stop asking why. Stop saying maybe. It isn't maybe anymore. I can't change my past. But I can change my future. I know what you would say if I told you this but I am looking for you. I will search every sea and ocean to find you. And maybe if I find you, I'll find myself too.