One Direction

Heading in one direction, not certain you want to.

You look back, wanting to hold on
to what once was.

Every memory is a finger tightly clenching on to what could have been.

When all you know, all you feel, all you give is love; how do you make sense out of having it dissipate as the clouds drifting along, ever changing, shifting, the next moment gone?

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