I've heard talk that says
that the heart...

I.
She stood in the doorway of what used to be...

So this is how it ends:
arms folded resolutely...

I remember best
when we were young children...

You raised your arms for an embrace,
And I, I'm ashamed to say...

The tire swing sways gently in the breeze;
the children's gleeful screams fill the air...

When you throw out your harmless flirtations
I feel unwanted butterflies arise...

Sixteen years ago
A little girl came into the world...

I remember childhood
The things we used to do...

Your number is on my cell again
The shrilling ring piercing the night...

After so many times
Of me jumping in the water...

Click, click, click
Turn the wrench slowly...