thoughts on nothing by ephaedrus Nothing. I have more than I once never had. Absence. I hold onto it, clinging tightly to my memories. You can’t be sad, If you were never happy. That’s what I tell myself. Something worth believing. As the Chinese say, seemingly backwardsly, You have to eat bitter, To taste sweet. ephaedrus Added to GotPoetry.com ( http://www.gotpoetry.com ) on 17-Oct-2008