It takes time and hard work
for love to work...

A place i never belong
a room where i never step into once...

I fell in love with poetry
the words and letters...

Standing alone
walking alone...

Remember a time
where we would bring up the past...

There was a time
where winter no longer snowed...

Was it love at first site
that made me like her so much...

If you like her
hide it from her...

Each day feels like a brawl
a quick match with mouth to words...

What was it like?
when you first crossed eyes as you both walked by...

A bundle of flowers
a box of chocolate candy...

You left so soon
without anything to remember you by...