I was born on a day with the number 5.
My mother became in labor with me during a...

She is gone.
How is this so...

Driving in my car down a old, black, country road.
Me talking on the phone not worried bout where im...

Me and him stay up all night talking.
Talking bout our goals, our dreams and life...

She leaves for work hoping its an okay day.
She goes to her boss every week, hoping she gets...

He thought he was in love.
He thought he found the one...

I fell in love with a man who i called my...
He would tell me he loved me, but he didnt mean...

Me and him walking the tall grass in the feild at...
The way he talks is as smooth as a baby's skin...

THIS POEM IS FOR MY FRIEND WHO LOST HER MOTHER A...
I reached out my hand and wiped away a small...