Goodnight

Words begin to

Trickle, crumble and fade

like faint ghosts of the past

...bittersweet memories seem

to hold out the longest

as I ponder the choices I made

there are regrets and tears

for

there was laughter and pain

and choices that even now remain, unchosen,

as the courage to decide never appeared

Ah~

Such bittersweet memories...

swirling around my ever slowing mind,

like a thousand Sakura petals dancing in the middle of a raging twister

as I fall off to my final sleep

somewhere deep within regret lingers

for not having the courage to make a choice

~ but ah well I'm fading now

this is my final goodnight~