Desiderium

A feeling of grief for something lost

Everyone experiences it at least once.

The uninvited guest that stays with you,

maybe forever.

Without choice, without warning,

here it is to stay.

It makes you forfeit all of what you thought was true,

face the wind puncturing your tear-stained cheeks.

A sacrifice made with no contract to be signed.

Dragged away by another force.

One of which you can’t obtain,

at least not yet.

Everyone knows the tale,

knows the warning label on this thing called life.

But always,

we are taken by surprise.

Wind knocked out of you, breath hard to take in.

Nothing to do though,

but keep on going.