I can’t help wondering Was that really you Could it have been so High If I could answer

You were more Than yourself For me You were A reason

Youth is wasted Proving you are a man Seniority is wasted Lementing lost youth

I didn’t know what it was like to… then you showed me what it was lik… I didn’t know what it was like to… Then you came along and accepted m… I didn’t know I could feel so dee…

In the street. Pensive glares pregnant with meaning. Imagined Memories. Greetings between Former lovers wrenched

There’s a hollow place Where your heart belongs Its vacuous emptiness Drains all compassion Consumes without satiation

There was a day. it was in August we visited your mother in the hospital. Afterwards we wen… to a beach side burger joint.

I don’t know if you read these things But if you do I’ll take your silence as a

Letting go Is not a choice That I can just make There are no simple steps I can mechanically perform

The cherry red tip of ash falls from her cigarette to make love with a dry autumn leaf and set the forest ablaze.