You say that I have changed
But I’m trying so hard...

Every time i think
i think how much i love you...

Please tell me what you think
I like to just sit and imagine...

I want to hear and feel you need me
and see it in your eyes...

I hate the fact
That someday I may have to let you go...

Ryan you always wanted me to write you a poem...
I don't even know what to think or say...

This Is What Hurts
It'll disappoint me...

Waiting for the moment
you walk off to me...

When your the one
whos supposed to care...

--- Mom
Here are some of my thoughts to you… I think...

When i walked out this morning
i cried as i met the door...

Walking alone
you walk out the door...