Showing posts with label lost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lost. Show all posts

13 May 2008

May #14

He thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts.

there is hope
for the girl
who cries too hard
and longs for
permanent respite.

there is hope
in the form
of a lover, a boy
who hurts her
but at least is trying.

there is hope
and they'll make it
she just has to fight through
and realize
this all will pass.

but until that time,
he can't hold her too tight,
or tell her he loves her too much.

This, too, shall pass.

Just love me.

22 March 2008

March #6

F irst
E motions
A rise from
R uins of previous loves.

I nstead of mourning
S he will find herself musing

T hen
H ope will burn brightly
E ven though she thinks her heart will break.

H e has to make up his mind
E ven if he decides she's not right
A nd she will live with this somehow
R egretfully
T oo full of love still.

O f course she has no other option
F ate has the final say. She

L oves
O nly the
V ital
E _ _ _.