Holding his picture close to me
as I hug the pillow close...

Every time I try to tell you
just how I feel...

Re-reading all our old letters,
signs of us falling in love...

I want so much to tell you,
to share whats in my heart...

This life is to much to take,
the pain is to much to hold...

His and hers laundry together in the dryer,
two plates and bowls in the sink...

This is one that I wrote for a poetry contest =p...
*******She was an Angel...

The darkness closing in
in the moment in twilight...

I was sitting here thinking 'bout years ago,
those simple, easy days of youth...

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Just something that I had to get out, nothing...

Once again sitting alone
trying to keep my thoughts at bay...

Sometimes I try...
not to want you...