Her brush slides
across the paper.
As she looks down
at the creation,
Her face filled with
Pain.
Sorrow.
Lonliness.
She is searching......
As the brush spreads
black paint...
She stares down,
Upon the artwork.
Unable,
to find.
What she is looking for.

Beautiful,
Eyes closed.

                 and
Rise
                      Fall
  
                 and
Rise
                     Fall

The pattern of
Her chest.

I spent all night burning my eyes
Into my phone.
Wishing I was with you,
But realizing I'm just...
Alone.

She makes me feel so strange,
Like a book with a torn out page.
She left with a pen and some ink
I missed that page, it made my heart sink.
She came back,
And looked at me with weary eyes,
Only now do I realIze,
She had been writing my story,
For me. 

- M.S.

Sometimes, love is
Putting a knife to your heart,
And letting someone else
Grab the handle.

- M.S.

I can see the stars inside
her eyes.
I can see the galaxy
resting in her heart.

The black shroud of space
cascades down her shoulders.
Her personality shines,
like the sun.

And yet I can see the moon
buried in her soul,
cold and baron.
alone...

She needs someone,
To hold her close.
And touch her lips.

Take my hand.
We will hold each other until
the world comes to it's knees.
After all, Its just you and me,
My dear.

What I truly miss,
Is your soft, gentle kiss.

He looked into his mind
  And there she was again.
  Standing,
  Right in the middle of
  All his thoughts.
  Cold, with damp clothes,
  Hypothermia racks her body.

He was unable to forget her...
How could he?

Everyone heard it,
And everyone saw it.
The crash came from
Within her lungs,
And shards fell from her eyes.