If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much

A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads

Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.

Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed

Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide

How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide

Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right

Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the

A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.

Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future

I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,

The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.