Here it comes again,
That empty, lonely feeling...

Weathered stones depict
Mother Nature's canvases...

My heart thrummed loudly as I slowly put on the...
Its delicate, tradirional, ivory color cascading...

You said you talked and thought about me,
You said you missed me, wanted me in every way...

Leaves rustle softly
Guiding the playful summer...

A shadow walks behind me
Whispering, giggling...

She stands there all dressed in white
Staring at the mirror, flowers in hand...

Withered flowers of love resurrect at the sight of...
Habitability becomes prominent in a heart promised...

The stem droops,
Reaching for the ground...

Words wrapped around silence intertwined with...
Of a heart built to love none other than them...

What if I said I missed you more than I ever told...
What if I said you took my heart before I ever...

I stare all around me
Blood producing words...