wind

I reach out but when I open my hands are empty

All I can do is watch

and cry

as I feel it leave me

It almost looks like a bubble

or a fairy

and I felt it leave my fingertips

getting pushed by a wind

that isn’t there

An unseen, unheard, unfelt wind

It drifts further and further

and all I can do is watch

and wait

for it to come back

Taylor

With every positive mindset I know it will be temporary, and when it leaves, it is as if I see it, its a moment of realization where I witness it float away from me and there is nothing i can do about it