TWO loves had I. Now both are dead,
And both are marked by tombstones white.
The one stands in the churchyard near,
The other hid from mortal sight.

The name on one all men may read,        
And learn who lies beneath the stone;
The other name is written where
No eyes can read it but my own.

On one I plant a living flower,
And cherish it with loving hands;      
I shun the single withered leaf
That tells me where the other stands.

To that white tombstone on the hill
In summer days I often go;
From this white stone that nearer lies
I turn me with unuttered woe.

O God, I pray, if love must die,
And make no more of life a part,
Let witness be where all can see,
And not within a living heart.

I say your name.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
All in hopes that the very mention of your name,
will bring you back.
Every sound,
every syllable,
flows from my broken heart,
unto lips chapped from tears.
Four times.
Five.
Repetition after repetition.
I know it wont work.
But your name gives me comfort.
Wraps me in memories.
Protects me.
Do you think of me where you are now?
I know you do.
Taken by the angels that cold october night.
Each star in the sky,
A new member taking flight.
Hit with the impact of incredible force,
I feel you.
I feel every hug,
every sisterly shove,
and it all comes back to me.
Nostalgia rushes in and we are together.
You never left me.
You never will.
Not a sisters on earth,
but sisters in the sky
Forever and always,
You will always be mine.

I can't stand the thought of captivity,
but rooms with locked doors don't bother me
Lock me in a cell
Throw away the key
Keep my body hostage
for all of eternity
Beat me black and blue
Show me the definition of pain
Take everything I own
and do it all in vain
Strip me of my clothes
and leave me in the rain
Whip me with your whips
Imprison me with your chains
Destroy my mother
and burn my father
Bring tears to my eyes
and laugh in my face
take my body
Do it all in vain
Let my soul fly
I want to sore with the birds
You can deprive me of material
and attempt to hurt me with your words,
but you'll never get rid of me
My soul is not yours