You left me broken …
Crying under the pouring rain...

As I look back at my life ,
I try to find the day , the year , the season...

I hate the way you live ..
The way you do your hair...

I was walking down the street
And I saw a very handsome guy...

She Knew Him
Fell in His Love...

He holds me tight
Whispers that he loves me...

Although I might not be
With You All The time...

When you look in the mirror
What do you see...

I miss you so much
I miss the girl she used to be...

She walks alone
In the empty streets...

This poem isn't about my mom , she is still alive...

Best friends forever
That’s what we used to say...