bittersweet but inevitable endings,
promising new beginnings.
Raise a glass
and put one in the air;
is almost always
poignant, yet somewhat painful,
the reasons for it many
the truth of it
its own reckoning.
Like the taste of water
it’s almost indescribable, yet fulfilling
always that small missing element within
you never know is needed
until it’s something you no longer experience.