I am vapor.

I am here again, gone again, and here again

Before you can see me

Before you can realize I was ever here at all

I am mist.

Sometimes I lay there and am admired for bringing that little extra layer

And sometimes I am cursed because I make it hard to see through me

Or to see the way through

I am tears

Here again, gone again, and here again

Noticed but soon wiped away and forgotten

But I am light too

When I am on,

I am ON and bright and fill life with color

I am needed and necessary

I can wipe away the dark like a stain on the wall

But sometimes I don’t get rest

I’m left on and used. Like shoes. Like that scarf you use for a season and then discard for another 9 months

I flicker and fade and you replace the bulbs while not noticing broken filament

While neglecting what’s real. While forgetting I was ever here at all in an original form

I am a dream

Imagined in a way that fulfills the needs

Only to realize when you catch her, you have to work to keep her.