*this is part three in the story.
this is the almost definate end...

*this poem isnt perfect, but its what i felt and...
its about love from others, lack of love for...

So now I know your name
My, how much a week can change...

I had a dream which you were in
I’ve seen you in the hall...

I wish I could be stronger
Maybe if I was more...

Your hand in hers and not mine
I thought id be the one by your side...

Monday means a new start..sharp & cold awakening
Tuesday my work is piling up..too far in to get...

Three days away
Bought me closer...

Take my hand
Make this worth it...

If you don't feel it - don't bothered pretending
If you don't mean it - don't ever say it...

If I knew what I could write to make this make...
If tears would make it better - I would cry...

This house is like a constant reminder I'm just...
There's no escape of the memories which still...