I was told
I love too much
to the wrong things
too often .

I thought,
if I leave my heart the way you left it--
in pieces-
then maybe
just maybe
it can't be broken again . .

the way I repel the morning
and make love to the night,
I may just be becoming an
insomniac .

i used to think it was a pathetic thing,
to be scared of dying .
then the universe gave me you
and i never wished to be more alive .

i was so naïve as to think,
i would grow old
with my high school sweet heart
and grandchildren .

i have accepted,
in this day and age..
I may
not live long.

i just pray,
my parents
don't have to mourn
their daughter.