Love is... anger
Love is... bareness...

I don't know what to feel
wanting to think this isn't real...

I am watched over
every where i go...

When you left,
sadness swept...

From the day she met him
from the day he met her...

I called you my friend
thinking i could trust you...

When I sit here so helpless
In a classroom within a school...

Looking back at me,
and the years that have gone by...

From the moment
I heard those words...

Sitting there
looking so sweet and gentle...

So it was
the poem I wrote...

As time goes by
Everyone knows I try...