I guess I'll go back to poetry now that the real thing is ending
It's hard to lose touch when you finally found it hard to imagine being content staring at computer eyes and typing can never replace her flesh and blood hand
yet the reality is we must part after meeting so brief the moment so unsweet the parting I may write a poem full of tears I may tear this **** keyboard apart
trying to make it all real once more her feel her heart her love for me.