My so-called life

Reunions

The reality of mortality hits

My parents' generation are in the twilight of their existence

Makes me think of my own life

And how staid it is

Nothing eventful nor significant

I feel like a leaf falling on the ground with no one noticing

Seeing my niece made me think all the more 

I want to have a legacy just like her

I want to have what everyone seemed to be having

Hollow to the core is what I feel

No amount of cheer or scare tactics can make me smile

I should be grateful still

For the next 35 years or more will be God-given.

I long to hold someone's hand in public

I yearn to kiss someone's lips in private

I crave to love someone unconditionally

Will I ever get the chance.