You waited by our place today,
just like you have been doing for the last year...

&& for once i've fallen in love,
with not a notiion of getting dirt...

Thank you for not caring,
when everything was getting tough...

Why do you dance?
swaying in the breezy afternoon...

These tears weren't meant for you,
They were meant for the people that died...

I wonder were you are now?
i wonder what youve done and seen...

Her converse still lay at your bedside,
cigerette butts with her lipstick mark...

Have you stil kept the photographs?
all smiles in black and white...

Her pretty tearstained skin,
with marks of purple thread...

My heart sometimes wonders to a place,
far upon the hilltop in the shadowy depth of...

Okay, my arms are bleeding, check!
i've went down the right way too...

I was never a poet just an emotional teenager,
with a piece of paper and a drop or two of ink...