Nothing To Cry About

i imagine if i could cry about it,
the distrust,
then it might be like dealing with it –
but there’s nothing to trust
nothing to distrust; its only a convenient present –
and so there is no dealing with it
the distrust,
only the dealing with a change over time
where before the past was a foundation,
it is now a memory;
where before the future was a dream
it is now an unknown
and now is a movie i will only ever see once,
so crying about it seems pointless.