For a few years now
I have awaken to the sound
Of my Mom's walker
As she moves around

It rattles a bit
Every time it strikes the floor
Then silence as she pauses
Before moving a little more

Of all the greatest singers
Musicians, classic composers and such
None have ever made anything
I love to hear as much

For I know the day will come
I'll not hear that sound
When she is gone
Never again in this life to ever be found

Though I dread that day
It keeps fresh in my mind
To always let her know I love her
And spend with her all the time I can find

And though that walker's a reminder of her
We all have people in our life
We need to always appreciate
Be it friends, family, husband or wife

For we just never know
When we'll speak to them last
And they will no longer be here
But only live in our past

So take every chance you get
To let folks know that you care
So you don't live in regret
When they are no longer there.

Love starts.
Love grows.
Love lies.
Love hurts.
Love ends.
Love *****.
Love comes...again.
Love lasts.
Love exists.

Love starts with the eyes,
Eventually a hi or hello will come next.
A small talk will happen,
Then friendship comes along.

Love grows from that friendship--
Courtship & dating will happen;
Then you started trusting,
Eventually you fall for a kiss.

Love lies from words & actions,
Secrets are revealed,
Then trust was destroyed;
There's no more turning back.

Love hurts like truth hurts,
Tears may fall
Or maybe not at all,
So you just end curling up like a ball.

Love ends like life does end,
But would that be all?
Would there be any love left
Or just nothing at all?

Love ***** like a gazillion bucks.
As pain deepens, bitterness grows,
And so does fear comes along with it
Hence, no more chances to love again.

Love comes...again
In the right time and place
With the right person
For the right reasons.

Love lasts...forever.
Taking chances is not bad at all
'Coz from those heartaches
You've just become stronger.

Love exists...it really exists
Just like God exists.
So let's all believe,
To live, laugh, & love!

Love starts.
Love grows.
Love lies.
Love hurts.
Love ends.
Love *****.
Love comes...again.
Love lasts.
Love exists.

Let there be light
To divert the dark
Let there be love
So it will fill my heart
Let there be peace
So i may find silence
Let there be ease
So pain cannot follow
Let this be new
So i don't feel so hollow
Let there be light
And hope for tomorrow

I know you won't read this
Your eyes will meet my name and take on the role of ignoring
They will do their best to avoid its presence
And eventually it will be a skill done almost subconsciously,
Forgetting me

I know you won't respond
If I ask you what happened
If I were to wonder aloud what changed enough to make you do the same
I'm not quite sure you even know the answer
And I'm quite sure I'll never pose the question

I wonder how it is that no one ever told you not to love a writer
Or worse than that, pretend to
These word-wringing hands belong to a body with a heart made of glue
Attachment forms if you get too close,
I am telling you that you did

It's clear that no one ever taught you caution
To be careful with the girl who cares much more than she should,
Who will love you more than you ever asked for
You crossed a line written in red and the footprints are still there

I know you won't remember
The way your lips met my forehead when you said goodnight or how the same ones told me I was beautiful
Your hands formed craters in my back and now I don't know how to fill all of the empty
I am used to an excess of space,
Of vacant but this
Is just too much

I know you won't understand why it is that
People like me always let strangers inside
We open the door without looking through the peephole
And take in whatever the wind blows with open arms
It is a mistake I am not sorry for repeating
You were just one of many

I know you won't read this
I know you won't try to
You will probably see my name and move on the way I probably should have already
You will laugh at my vulnerability like being bare isn't something that takes strength
You will remember my thighs, the unsteadiness of my laugh, the freckle I pointed out above my cheek, my warmth
You will hear my voice in the title
You will see the word poetry and immediately say no thank you
And I will continue keeping the idea of you alive in a language you don't care to comprehend

I know you won't read this
I know you won't try to
But if you do,
Know more than anything else,
I didn't write this for you
I wrote it for myself.