It's closing in,
The chance has fade
Regret was felt,
Mistakes were made
Action by action,
Day by day...
It's all the same.
Repeated in a loop, with the spell of daily needs.
An opportunity rises,  with all to gain
Cherished the given,
And hoped nonetheless
Still held back, what could've been the best.
Words unspoken and heart in dismay.
Throbbing, it was beat for beat
Thought before spoken... of all to be said.
For all in his way, was the image of himself.
To fear rejection, is what he had felt.
Panicked and let it slide...
For an opportunity missed.
And she fades into the shadows...as my thoughts in dismount,
Regret had been made, feelings confined.
To look forward for the future,
And hope for another time.

Days went by, no action to take
To watch in despair, the island in dismay
Pele’s wrath, the sight of beauty
Enticed, allured, charming
A fearsome force, yet delightful and keen
Glimmering shine, in the darkest of nights
A nomadic spirit trailed in ash
Destruction ensued, villages ablaze
Sorrow and resent, they chased her away
Accused of horror, and destruction
The kind spirit fled, trailed with creation
Retreating into the ocean, new lands arose
Life had blossomed, like never before
The ash blew away, and flowers were born
Grasslands and prairies glistened without blight
The villagers, filled with regret
For the kindled spirit, has good intent
To purge the disease, and start a clean slate
When it comes to the aina, there is no debate.

A face unfamiliar, befriended on sight.
Greeted with kindness, and with polite.
His response was lackluster, didn't know how to act.
She giggled and laughed with a pat to the back.
Her smile enticed him, and his own to her.

She walked in the room, with a waving hand.
He shadowed her arm, and greeted her dearly.
Patted beside him, and there she sat.
He assisted with homework, her response was to laugh.
"As a procrastinator needs no help, unless it's to nap"

They walked on stage, in gowns with hats.
Walked down the isle, hand to hand.
Moved onto life, together forever.
Envisioned their future, with great endeavor.

Driving to his house, awaiting a call.
On the day of their union, a special bond.
Her phone vibrated, falling below.
Reaching for it, she'd looked ahead.
A bright flash of light, and quick veer to the side.

A face so familiar, laid in that casket.
He greeted her with kindness, and polite.
For she had no response, and no way to act.
He cried into the flowers, he'd laid on her bed.
His memories enticed him,  and his to her own.

He stepped away, with a waving hand.
He imagined her arm, and greeted her dearly.
Standing beside her, there she rest.
She was lowered down, his response with tears.
"Nap well my dear, may you rest in peace"
"For a procrastinator needs no help. . . unless it's to sleep"

Time is short, and some lives even shorter.
Cherish your loved ones, and be with your lover.
Family is forever but taken for granted.
Appreciate those close to you, and help those in need.
For the small things in life, are bigger than they seem.
And one minor encounter, could be another person's dream.