This day you turn a chapter
in this life you call your own...

He is..
a flower in the winter time...

I've been wondering lately
how life happens...

As if the fog has suddenly disappeared
from right in front of me...

As i rite this poem
tears stream down my face...

I knew something was up
the way you were acting was strange...

Why do i get this feeling?
and i cant breathe...

People see us
our relationship...

Once we had split,
i felt i was better off without you...

It had been rough lately,
it was truely hard...

To scream
to shout...

Summers complexion,
eternal death...