I held you in my hand
until the blood came dripping down...
Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;
Someone who changes your life...
Come talk to me
as soon as you're clean...
And so it happens all over again,
I love you; we are best friends...
We laugh
We cry...
CHRISTO
Some may come and some may go...
Its not a blessing everyone gets.
Its not a blessing that happens every day...
I had to hide the knife away
for fear Id start to show...
OK this is not a poem but i need ideas for a book...
IS IT JUST ME
OR DO YOU SHOW UP AT THE RIGHT TIMES...
Our eyes have not met
yet our hearts have touched...
Sadness and pain
tears and smiles...