Melancholy

A pleasant afternoon in good company, at least for a short while.

Talent, beauty, smarts, humor – a great package misunderstood by many.

Wishing this could last but knowing it can’t. Too much separates us; too much outside of my control holds me at a distance.

Experiencing joy but at the same time learning to embrace sadness and the emptiness of impending loss, but loss of something only imagined and hoped for, not real.

This is my life today. Happy/sad. Melancholy.