the park bench,
the letters,
the hands on each other,
the new commitment,
it all ended that Wednesday,
I walking with someone new,
and from the look in your eyes,
I knew you were through.
I have left you before, much like this,
and my dear, I trully regret.
I wonder each night,
what my life would be like,
If I had run with you.
3182,
I have eluded to you,
much before in my previous poems.
I love you, and always will
I regret every night, not keeping my focus on you.
3182,
I left you with heart fixed to break
as deeply as mine had broke.
3182,
I am sorry that I now cant take back what I did.
Now I am stuck, and I cant get out.
But if I ever did,
know that your arms would be,
the only ones to comfort me.

These October days,
Filled with leaves and silence,
I need to learn how to write,
In happiness.
Poetry gets my feelings on the page,
Something I lost when I started with you.
My feelings all go on to
Riley.
I am sorry but for most of my life,
I haven’t been as happy as I am with you.
So my poetry has all been blue.
Life has ups and downs,
It just so happens everyone has left me down trodden.
My love, I am not mad my poetry has gotten less and less,
Its that I feel bad all my anger appears on my skin.
My love for you has grown and grown,
And all I do to show that is moan and groan.
My heart can take so much pain,
And with you its all whipped away.
My love, what I am trying to say,
Is that you and me
IS my poetry.
I write it on my heart and on yours,
But now I am going to try to write happy poetry
So I can show,
That with you my heart always glows.

runners usually have two legs,
two lungs,
and two eyes.
Although some runners only have 1 lung.
And throughout this life time, they are looking for the other.
The race is going to be hard with one,
thats why i found you.
My other stronger lung.
Help me through the race, for i am ingured,
and i need a boost.
Carry me to the car, and dance with me in the hotel room.
I will be okay.
Help me when i cant reach the sugar,
and always pull up the covers to cover our faces.
the race is long, and it is also way to short.
if you finish out of breath you have probably done well,
and you make me paint.
if you finish in breath and time,
you have probably missed out on the view.
Take me to Horsetooth,
and look at our city,
we built this place,
and we made memories in every street corner,
and every back parkinglot.

I miss who I was sometimes.
I miss my nose ring,
my faith,
my continuous laughter,
my flaws being qualities,
my love for other people,
my freedom.
sometimes I miss who I was,
I miss writing,
I miss reading,
I miss.

Oh how silly of me to have not chased you out the door.
How silly of me to have actually texted you.
How silly of me to have led you on.
How stupid of me to have continued.
How stupid can a girl be?
When her lover is gone,
and all she can think of is love?
How come I say one thing,
and do another?
Where did the days go where I did what I wanted?
I didnt worry about approval, secrets, or life.
Do I miss those days, or am I glad I am moving on to a new chapter?
A beautiful girl like me lost in this world and sea.
Moving so fast i cant cacth the ground
i cant calm my feet.
I am not floating nor walking.
I am running at my own world pace,
and as it quickens my legs drift into a new world,
while my mind is in the old.
I can focus I can do this,
but there is still so much fear of,
I cant.
Some one hear my call,
someone hear my plea,
I am sitting right beside you on the bus,
I am the girl in the coffee shop, waiting room, stop light,
everyone has problems big and small
everyone has a weakness large or big.
Everyone has secrets deep and wide.
I have a past,
and you have a future together we can make a life time.
I have a passion and you have a yern
we can make a family.
no way to end or begin besides by jumping in.

Free or Restrained?
Free from drugs and drinking
Restrained from friends.
Judgemental or judged?
Judgemental for my Christian views,
Judged by the way others view Christians.
Growing or Grown?
Growing in maturity,
Grown 5 feet tall.
**** or played?
**** for 25 kisses,
played by 25 boys.
Rich or poor?
Rich in love,
Poor in money.
Taken or single?
Taken in love,
Single independence.

Make me your Pygmalion Statue,
while this love is running warm in my veins.
While the blood is warm,
make me so I will never change.
I love you so,
I want to please.
Make me your statue for
fear of loosing you is a strange thing.