Brief

Fleeting,
Busy,
Clashed.

Unprecedented,
Unprepared,
Regret.

Haste,
Lagged,
Mistakes.

Not even five minutes,
Our presence brushed past each other.

Delighted,
Enlightened,
Surprised.

Lingering,
Delirium,
Imagination.

My train of thoughts,
Surreal overthinking.

Not even five minutes,
I did not have enough time to register
What your demeanor was.

Not even five minutes,
I got to hear your voice,
How you were doing.

Deep regret.

I should have gotten out of my place.

You went away from my sight,
I tried to look high and low
For you, to no avail.

I thought I could find you,
but you went home.

I was too late
When I received that small piece of paper,
An opportunity,
Down to the drain.

That piece of paper,
520
Whoever wrote it,
Meant a lot.

Minutiae,
Ephemeral,
Ethereal.

Regret.

Too brief.

Craving for more? Down below:
Decisions. Dilemma.
Died.
When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi (Book Review)
Love-Hate Relationship With Poems
Stewards
A Letter to Self
Blacked Out

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