Tom,
it's been about
6 and a half months
since I heard your voice
felt your joy
and got a tight hug
I miss the way your face
would lean into the hug
you would give
I miss hearing all of your stories
about all the places you've traveled
I miss planning my future
but all of those times we planned
did you know you were dying?
I miss your voice
I miss sitting down
and talking about food with you
I would do anything to
feel your presence again

**** I need you with me.

today is the day
that I actually really
want to die.
I haven't felt this way in a while
regathering up my blades again
developing a sadness again
getting so bad again
I'll be dead in a week
so
until then please promise
you will love me
so I wont suffer my last week.

if my thoughts
and feelings
were a blade
and it cut
everytime I wanted to die
I would have
500 cuts today
and im already drowning in my own blood.

Her heart is young
her mind so free,
she runs like the wind
the hair at her back
like wylde fire in the night sky.

There is something mysterious about her.
A great puzzle
an endless maze.

She keeps up a front
she pushes reality to the back.
Her actions do not bend to her heart.
She is as wylde as the stallions
unbroken,
untamed.

For a brief moment she was mine.
I felt her heart beating
and I gazed into those deep blue eyes.

And as suddenly as it came
the moment left me.
She sailed far down the coast
and away from my heart.

I will never gaze into those eyes again
I will never look upon the fire she held inside.

She is unbroken
untamed
her fire will never be quenched.

Her heart
ever blazing on.

I miss you
With the intensity
Of a thousand
Burning suns

Your absence
It crushes me
With the weight of
A thousand tons

honestly
the thought of a boy
being all googly eyes over me
sounds great
but
the thought of a boy
crushing my heart
when he is done with me
isn't so great

the thought of a boy
being by my side every time
I need his voice the most
sounds like a blessing
to my young soul

but
the thought of that same boy
calling me names
when we are out of love
hurts me more than
the break up
of our
love.