how quickly do things come and go
to be one moment in your arms
and the next begging you not to go
to feel your embrace, your kiss
and then your wrath.
i’m still crying, and i imagine i will be for a while longer. but i have red wine and earl grey, and the shortest email to confirm that no love is ever wasted, and true love never really dies. it may change forms, but it never, ever dies. and there is rain. and i guess, for now, that is enough.
and as though the universe could feel my tears and taste my red wine, it started pouring as “Heart and Soul” filled the air.