Loss

One year, nine months, eighteen days Since that night I cried and prayed One year, nine months, fourteen days Since you were taken from me… Read More »Measures of Pain

The flowers of spring bloom; Love floats in the crisp air; Although smiles affix themselves to my face, I think of you. I take down… Read More »I Think of You

What if I could forget your face, Forget your name, And everything about you? What if I could erase the memories Of the good times… Read More »What If

A museum to memories washed away; Each corner telling secrets lost; But where is the shrine to forgetting? Letting go of the past and moving… Read More »Museum to Memories