she believed in jesus
though did not believe in us
honest until she wasn't
made it hard to believe trust

wonder why i itch to write
when wanters only wander
doers dance a simple step
still i know that most are somber

i could write a novel filled with thoughts of you
although it sounds cliche
like legends told by fishermen
the one that got away

you had me at hello                                           didn’t get to say goodbye
                          the greatest magic trick I’ve ever seen
                    don’t wonder how but why