jakorte's blog

Everytime I step out
and then step back in
another little lifetime
has passed me by.

Glad for the moments
that made up the break,
Sad for the moments
I have missed here.

Tradeoffs are hard to measure.
Regret is harder still.
I would not have been content
to be here,
knowing you were there.
I am still not content
with being there,
while you were here.

As just another little
lifetime ago passes,
I'm trying holding on to it,
so I can pass it on to you.

jak