I compare my love for you to my driving.

Reckless.
Youthful.
Shouldn't be allowed.
Dangerous.

Yet I need it to get to where I want to go.

Everyone drives.
The ones who don't are content with that alone.

I shouldn't be allowed to.

I put my foot to the gas.
Trying to reach you.
Terryfying and exhilarating all at the same time.
But I'm all in.

Stop.

Abrupt.
Shock.
Fear.
Sorrow.

And it might just still be allowed.

Young love,
                 Eternal regret.
     Young life,
            Eternal misstep.
                               White rabbits,
                    Black dresses,
       Small girls,
Big messes.
                      Beautiful moments,
               Terrible dreams,
                    Silent affection,
            Earsplitting screams.
                                   Hearts come,
                    Pages go,
Win some,
      Others no.
                Monster monster,
              Must be slain,
                   Soon soon,
                        Before meeting again.
               White rabbits,
      Black dresses,
 Small girls,
           Big messes.

Singing a tune
Where birds even stop to listen.
So light,
So beautiful;
Incredible.

She sang me to sleep,
Softly stroking,
While I drift off
Into an eternal sleep.

Laid me down
In a bed of flowers.
Her tears silencing her voice.

She took a breath
And carried on-
But there was no change;
Her voice was constant
But cherished.

At least it felt so,
To me.
My eyes seeing only the light.
But I felt as if I were already in heaven.

No gunshots,
No blood,
No screams,
No demise,
It was a moment to save
Until my death was certain.

I always thought
Life would never go
The way you expected it to,
But this was something unimaginable.

This memory
I thought it worth keeping
As my last.
Hearing nothing but love.
No deaths, but one.

Birds silenced,
By the singing
Of someone who loved me,
And will carry on.

I wanted to close my eyes
And keep it pictured forever in my head.
As my last memory.

And I did.