Nostalgia & Missing You

You arose
out of the blue and
withdrew into
the black
rhythmic wheel of a
passing bus.

I feel something like
nostalgia and missing you.

You who paid dearly for
every burning minute
of all those late nights.

And once you're gone
you can never
be lost again.

HIRO-SAKI

Some poor shadow's lips are sure to have muttered an "I told you so" before a belated and epically awful FLASH turned solid matter into poison vapor.

The skeptic remains depressedly optimistic while waiting for the horrible twist to reveal itself and it always reveals itself to the anxiously patient.