Words can't express your pain.
Thoughts won't soothe your tortured heart...

"You can give him one last hug,"
She told me as the wind swayed the surrounding...

How can I explain this indescribable feeling?
Even though I've been hurt before...

What if I called you a liar, faker, or
Hypocrite...

That gold diamond ring on your ring finger
Won't outlive this poem filled with passion...

This is your scream,
Your yell...

I hold you in the palm of my hand,
Unsure of what to do...

This is it,
Here I am...

What I hear isn't always what I listen to.
What I watch isn't always what I see...

I saw your face,
So entrancing...

Time;
I used to think that I had plenty...

In my hand is a journal full of memories;
Memories from when I first knew you...