Do you ever look in the mirror,
and your eyes magnetize to the piercing,
on the right side of your nose,
and remind you,
that we got them together?
(i do.)

Your eyes speak to me,
Whisperings of lust,
I view the tragedy,
With my love fufilled eyes.

I listen to break up songs full of hatred and rage,
wondering if you listen to the same songs and think of me,
but I hope you don't, since I had wanted to be with you until old age,
unfortunately for the best, I was forced to set you free.

Am I a poor sister,
for constantly pushing them away,
in for losing my temper too easily?

they'll ask me to check the closet,
or underneath their beds,
"there's a monster".

but it makes me wonder,
maybe the true monster is me.

I love  "A"
I love the moment I saw you
The way your brown eyes meet mine
How the winter  wind moved your curls--
The moment was so perfect
the same way
The moment was perfect
When you said
"I love you."
For the first time
I love you, my love <A3