sometimes

Who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows?
Only time..

*Enya - Only Time -*

Sometimes melancholy sets upon me so suddenly that I can't move it apart.
It's like a cold breeze, a void..
It's the awareness of an end, the impossibility to go back at the point immediately before where everything started falling apart.
It's a missed light touch, kiss, hug, whisper..
It's having a sigh looking at an airplane and wishing it could carry me away..
It's me, that I want to change my life so badly that the lack of possibilities drives me crazy..