Sometimes the flame still burns me
Like a fire out of control...

Love is like a fire
It takes time to make it glow...

Innocent and three years old
She does not understand...

Why is it so easy
To write about our pain...

As I sit here alone tonight
I think about my old friends...

You were going to be my roommate
We started out as friends...

He sings of Sweet Melissa
In all that he will do...

I have written fifty five poems
In a little over a year...

Six o'clock this morning
I woke with a thirst...

For it is not October
I don't have to mask my feelings...

How often do you see
A girl just like me...

Nearly sixteen years ago
I walked away from him...