That moment…That moment just now,It’s gone.Extinguished!All that remains is the smoke,That after smell, like a joke…Reminding us where it once was.Why do we hold on?Why do we sit pondering… Wondering what we: Could of,Should of,Would of… It’s done, it’s over,There is no light there anymore.To hold on is to lose completely,,To be filled with thatContinue reading “Breathe”