I could feel the heat from the sun melt on me
Clouds seemed beautiful...

As I try to compose a poem about us,
so many things stands out...

The very best of my life
is blowing like wind...

Today marks 8 years since you left,
and I cant avoid the heartache brought about by...

There is need in me
one that controls my surrounding...

There is life surrounding us,
like evil eyes that waits for our down fall...

Drowning from self loathing,
I tear-down my heart piece by piece...

I wrote to the sun,
how I rode to the moon...

How can we be miles apart yet feel this different.
How can love be what brings joy yet still be the...

I could write of you,
of how much I miss you...

Like the canvas in my eyes,
our love is ours to paint...

Here I am,
lazily worrying about my night...