Fleeting

A misunderstanding of what we could have been

A confluence of loneliness and perfect timing

This was it

The moment I had waited forever for

Weakness of a spark with no kindling

A match burned with no gas to catch

Or maybe, it just was

And now it’s gone

Fleeting

~

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

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