Things Are Never Definite

by Ronald Trang


    Life is an unpredictable thing.
    Things are never definite and nothing is set in stones.
    Even the writings on the tombstones fade.

    What is now, won't be tomorrow.
    What we never have dreamed off, will be.

    I once met a girl that I thought I would love forever
    And never ever set my eyes on another.
    But I was wrong, there were others. 

    Then I met you.  
    Maybe you're the one, maybe you're not.  
    I don't know now.  
    I don't know anymore.  
    Confusion. You don't know. Nobody knows.
    Maybe not now, maybe later.  
    Later.

    The tears drop. 
    The heart stops.
    It hurts.

    A Void. 
    Numbness. 
    Emptiness.
    The feelings gone. 

    Love comes today and goes tomorrow.
    Feelings change, people change.
    Times change, seasons change.
    Things are never definite and nothing is set in stones.