flight--

a work in progress --

There it is. Gone.

You find love in an instant and it bursts -- like a flame -- into this passion, this energy. Words meant to last a lifetime sift through your fingers like water as you grasp at this notion of forever.

What an illusion.

You wake the next day to realize this love is fleeting. The fog of infatuation has dissipated and you are left cognizant, with the realization that this flame can blow out just as easily, just as quickly.

All you have left are ghostly musings of a happily ever after.

-- to be continued...