Winter
is on its way...

Your hand in mine,
we walk together...

I should be over him...
But I can't forget about him...

**May of 2009
The dark night overtakes the light...

And so I may sit
and weep...

**This is the first poem I've wrote that rhymes in...
A dream come true...

Lat at night,
I'm feeling lost...

Dark trees sway.
Floor boards creek...

Tears
soak this pillow...

Is it killing you
like it's killing me...

STOP!
Please stop...

Dear razor,
Your touch has killed me...