Once a magnificent tree
Now and old and used tissue.

I am truly sorry
But I know how you feel.

To be used by people -
To have the purpose of
Absorbing others' emotions and waste.

Then to be thrown in the trash
Without a second look or doubt in mind.

See.
Were quite similar you and me.

He sits next to me
Patiently
Awaiting the life
of simplicity
Among the thoughts of
nothingness into eternity
His eyes locked
with a chain made of
blue iris with
waves behind it.  
I wonder if I
think as much as him
about how close life is
to life before we die

One
day I shall love
Two
day is not the one
Three
times I’ve tried
Four
times
the love died
Five
minutes is all it took
Six
hours of talking
left me shook
Seven
days later and
It’s been a week
Eight
minutes ago is
when I hit my peak.
I’ve got
Nine
lives to give away
Ten
of yours
I hope would stay
One
of which
I’d like to love today