I wanted a perfect ending.

I wanted a perfect ending.
Now I've learned,
the hard way,
that some poems don't rhyme,
and
some stories don't have a clear:

beginning,
middle, and
end.

Life is about not knowing,
having to change,
taking the moment and
making the best of it,
without knowing what's going to happen next.

Delicious Ambiguity.


Good evening.