that's just the way it is

on occasion

you look at someone 

and think

i'll never see or talk to this

person again.

this moment that we're

in, is pretty much

the end.

whether a friend,

an acquaintance, an

ex wife,

or girlfriend.

a stranger on the bus.

it's over.

done.

there's no reason to

ever see each

other again. you will

never cross paths with

this person.

it's just the way it is.

off we go

without a care,

flying into the wind.