Finding I

One day, I missed I It wasn't left inside my bag, or slipped among small stuffs in my pocket.

I tried to find I in the deepest I, carefully explored things inside I, put my eyes on every element of I.

But still, I couldn't see I.

In my desperate, I raised up my head Then I saw lots of me In the market, in the bus, in the eyes of people

And the I ...