it's long past
the period of regret.
but that tinge
of envy, of guilt, of...
emotions that linger.

that surface
with a sentence read,
a line spoken.
rejection, betrayal
never felt so trivial

as now,
as calamities befall,
two persons not so close,
yet go through crises
i'd wish on noone.

everything pales
in the face of death.

talk to the wind
and dance to the rain.
admire the rainbows
let fascination override
and innocence prevail.
for what use is there

in hiding raw emotions.

live.
in the limited time
preset for us
by powers beyond us. 8:31:00 AM