Maybe if my heart stopped
Then I would feel better...

I sit.
Alone...

I will never let you go,
I will never give you up...

Moonlight ripples on the surface
Of the mirrored water...

*this poem is an attempt at a follow-up to another...
Moonlight ripples on the surface...

My heart...
Is so very fragile...

My mind.
My own personal hell...

The tree.
I know it so well, for so long...

I need to stop this.
This madness...

Why is it that love never goes your way?
And the one you love...

It's never too late.
Things will always change...

I'll make no excuses for who I am.
I shouldn't need to...