What Was;

My heart aches

Aches for a life gone past

Such a fool I was

To think it would last

Memories, like wine,

Only get sweeter, with the passage of time

We dig the past for solace

If only the present we would embrace

The bittersweet melancholy of past day

Contrary to the moment, it will forever stay

To cure cancer, we think, is to thrive

While the deadliest of all, keeps us alive

In lazy mornings and sleepless nights,

The curse of saudade wouldn't leave your sight