This is a redo of my poem, Happiness (2)
Each day could be a new beginning...

The once tingly feeling I felt
When you would caress my arm...

Each day could be a new beginning.
However my darkest thoughts keep spinning...

You're rubbing salt in my wounds.
The saddest of songs, you have tuned...

I think I am falling in love.
With someone so real and so true...

Love
Broken...

The loudness of the phone awakens us at 6am.
We look each other deeply in the eyes...

Someone screams in the depths of a lonely night.
Somewhere, that girl aches for affection...

A hot, wet, sensual kiss.
Their two hearts beating as one...

R ight there in the mirror.
E very flaw is presented...

This is the battle
Of Xavier's inner demons...

A glisten is the sharpness of my deep brown eyes.
A puddle wanting so badly to burst...