MICROFICTION

The Longing

Goodbye is never enough

City streets in the rain at night, © Paul Mansfield on FLICKR

Melancholy. Sorrow. Yearnings for times past. Friends gone. Family departed. When times were simpler. Clearer. Easier.

Saudade.

If we stop to recall our lives, sadness quickly comes and collects us. Makes us theirs.

Saudade.