Sweet Heart
by Erika
Joy is always so unexpected .When you have it
you try so hard not to let it slip between your fingers.
Try and then forget how to make it last.
Let it go when the moment is over.
It's really what we remember that tells us who we are.
When everybody is trying to escape their lives in some way.
Forgetting but not forgiving. Blindsided, and even bitter.
I hope it's sweetness that is all you remember.