I watch as you walk out the door, taking my heart...
I count your steps to your car...

How is it possible to feel everything and nothing...
Like the moon and stars have both collided...

Your blue eyes stick in the back of my mind;
and your smile bounces around my head...

There's something about you;
Something I can't quite put my finger on...

When I think of you,
I think of the color purple...

You’ve always pushed me to write poems about...
Well I’m sorry...

Vulnerability.
It’s a scary thing, isn’t it...

Someone asked me the other day what I would say to...
I didn’t have an answer...

Is it shock, disappointment, anger, or all three?
I decide it’s all three as tears sting my eyes...

“Swallow your pride, and stay humble.”
That’s what I tell myself as I watch the rain...