MomentsA Poem by ShygirlThat moment. That moment of happiness where you're worries washed away. everything was perfect like the planets aligned and everything fit into place like you finally solved the puzzle, you know the one that's been on your shelf for ages.
Then that moment ends. Happiness shifts to an uncomfortable silence. An absence of emotion. And we must move on. That's the human experience. It's made of moments, experiences, sights, and sounds. Moments of ecstasy and of torturous pain.
Then the moment passes. And the cycle continues. Shifting, changing, until all moments stop. And the next moment begins. © 2014 Shygirl |
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Added on June 18, 2014 Last Updated on June 18, 2014 |