Bittersweet Little Nothings

Have you ever experienced a moment where time stopped, and you wish you could write a poem about it? Or perhaps something sparked your imagination and you had a sudden urge to write a long story about life, or an adventure? But, they always slip away, like dreams in the morning, like trying to catch water with cupped hands. You end up only with a drop. Because, time goes on, and it doesn't care if you had a great idea. Those happy little bittersweet moments will end. And you're left with only a drop. Well, these are my drops. I just hope they're enough to fill you up and spill out your eyes. I hope that you can capture those bittersweet moments and write them, even if it's only for a drop.