These words spill from
a bruised heart...

Smoke swirls above my head
The heat of the blaze puts me in a trance...

Sunny days, warm but chilly nights,
Happiness that will never end...

~For Kameron. Jan 18, 1991 - Dec 10, 2008. Forever...
What was the motive...

Foamy waves rise and crash into the sand,
Erasing footprints in a long forgotten shore...

Living in eternal bliss, how can I spend the time...
Of all the possibilities, you picked me, the plain...

An old diary lay open to the world,
exposing secrets, lies; truths unknown...

I just had this keen feeling of knowing
that you'd reply with feelings the same...

It's the early nineteen hundreds.
The world is about to plummet...

Two hearts beating quicker,
tugging at tired heart strings...

High above the city blocks,
soaring above dull roof tops...

Perfect eyes,
complimented by smiles...