it takes a lifetime,

...to only begin to understand how to Live it.

Circles,
Circles,
Circles.
Who can muster the courage to write poetry?

The last poem I composed carved deep into my soul.
It won't be easy to produce one for a long time.
It has almost been a year already.
Sad and wasteful, these passing moments.


...."sometimes fate throws two lovers together only to tear them apart...."


Sometimes it is best to know they don't exist. Life is easier that way.
I wasn't lying about the "love of my life" part.
And,... I'd give anything if it weren't true.