Sitting,thinking,pondering
I turn to see a void
Empty,dark,alone
Past the darkness is a door
I hear faint laughter behind the door
I jump into the void in an attempt to gain access to the door
I hold my breath but its not enough
Now I sit here hearing the laughter behind my door

Some people are born playing chess at a grandmaster level
Others have an ability to illustrate images of the highest caliber at a young age
She had a special gift that remained undetected for years
She could break down barriers and give you a sense of meaning

Waking up next to the love of my life,
Seeing our dogs at the base of our bed still huddled together.
We go out for a walk in the park hand in hand,
on top of the world.
The  serenading sounds of nature disrupted by sirens
She pleads for me not to let go but something is shaking me pulling on me and as I hold on for dear life it isn’t enough
I awake in a panic in my room, my alarm is going off and mom is lightly shaking me.
It felt so real, so what else is a lie..

Angels descend to collect your breath
Instead they have something else in mind,
You've misused it and mistreated the gift bestowed upon you
You're beautiful and take people's breath away,
Now it's become a game to see how many you can take
Now as punishment you will have you breath taken eternally by him
Is it really a curse,
You seem to enjoy the pain..

Going to her house because you had a play date with her brother but you know why you’re really there
“Coincidently” bumping into her at Coney Island after feeling compelled to go down there when you saw her Snapchat story
Making group plans but only really inviting her and saying everyone cancelled
Snuggled up with her on the couch thinking back to the memories you shared
You were in love-no you are in love, there was no doubt she was worth the wait
She gave you unconditional love and support so you gave her a ring
Fair trade?

How do you know if you really love someone?
I mean the last girl I spoke to who was in love with someone said she never really did two weeks later then moved on to “love” another.
So how can we really be sure if it’s real or we just want attention?
I mean I love you..at least I’m pretty sure I do...