Bitter/Sweet

If you happen to stop by
somewhere between Sadness and Joy
ask for me
I'm the one they call Bittersweet.
sister of irony
daughter of Love and Loss
Come,
let's talk a while
I'll tell you my stories
happy, sad, poignant stories
of death in the midst of happiness
and new life among sorrow.
I am a new kind of philosophy
straightforward and doused in truth
let me take your hand
and I can sing of reality,
coulda shoulda wouldas,
and dizzying conclusions.