Fleeting

Fluttering in the wind now…

You used to wipe away my tears.

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Later

“I’ll save it for later; when the mood is right and the moment is perfect,” she mused.

The thing about the perfect moment though, it is aluding. It is always just out of reach. The mood, not quite right enough, the moment, not quite perfect enough.

Sometimes, you will find, that you left that perfect mood and perfect moment behind as you put it off for later.