Fading

A tear runs down my cheek, but I can’t hold back a quiet smile. Countless emotions… Silent yet roaring like a burning fire. Sad but at the same time warm and comforting. A feeling of loneliness, yet calm and relaxed. Upset but at peace... Affection, love and sorrow. Feeling more alive for those few seconds, than many years before… And then it is gone... Or is it..? No, not entirely.

It still lingers, like embers from a fire. Like memories of dreams. If you blow at them they brighten, and for a few seconds radiate their warmth and light. I sit still, afraid that if I move it will all be gone. But I know that soon they will fade, and everything will be dark. Soon the only thing left will be the writing. This writing.