Lost in Place

Consider a secret, found in your mind
It's not one of the good or bad kind.
It lingers and morphs and eventually is lost
No need to remember such an inconsistent thought.

Now imagine that secret surfaces again
You suddenly decide to tell a friend
That friend up and leaves, they are now gone
Leaving you and your secret alone.

Years go by and you keep that secret in mind
That one neither of the good or bad kind;
Yet it lingers and morphs in your headspace
Eventually, once again lost in place.