spring--
so pensive yet transitory
a little breezy
a little warm
all the flowers start to bloom
but it makes me feel emptier
as there's just too much room
for consciousness
the bitterness
the aching
i wish i never had
and it's all mine to bear
nostalgia
my hostile companion
~ Rochelle Villaflor, beautifulbruises©
May 2010, Sutton Green