I wrote this when I was like ten... and I think...

Friday night stories are ones of love and...
...Of sadness and defeat...

I forgave you
After everything...

Why did you do it?
Why did you make her feel that way...

This one sucks, but that's okay, you still love...

To Stephen Michael Dale
Happy Valentine's Day, baby...

Maybe I'll write poetry
Maybe I'll sing you a song...

Don't forget to breathe in;
Take a breath and relax...

Yet another poem co-written by myself and Meghan...

With this knife
I cut all our memories...

This conformity is trying to envelop me
I am oblivious to speech...

Black tears stream down her cheeks
And slowly drip onto the pillow where she sleeps...