Yesterday

Experience leaves me lonely more often than I’d like. The ones I give for don’t come; the ones I give with leave. I once had the things I want, but isn't that how all memories start?

My efforts to let go are as helpless as pushing the sun far enough west to be out of sight, only for it to rise again in the morning. The passing of time, which once grew familiarity, has now ripped out its roots because like every two-sided coin, time can build a firm foundation as much as it can cause everything to change.

I lost something I wanted to have close for a very long time, but a lot of things don’t look the way I intended them to. Expectations - hidden in the normal; unrealized until they are unmet.