Friday, May 20, 2016

poetry session

Even the pages of my journal knew
How much I loved you
Better than anyone else
Better than you yourself
I poured all hope and faith into our story
All strength and belief into the expected outcomes
Until the expected became too much
Became "not enough"

I stay away from those pages...
But they beckon me to come back
Much like how my spirit calls out to yours
For a sign.. or any form of contact

May 2016


  1. Sad & beautiful...looking forward to reading more of your blog