Defining Moments

March 8^th, 2012:

Its 12 am going into March 8^th, 2012. I wrote the first ten pages of ON HALLOWED GROUND. I know I was behind because I fell apart when you left me. I decided to write so that you will come back to me. Tonight I will call you and text you. I cannot seem to sleep. The nightmares are so intense. They have returned and there is no way out. You knew how to wake me from my dreams. I know how you felt and I know what we had was real.

Morning has come and I remember how every day I would wake you. It looks to be a warm rain and how I wish I could wake with a rose and warm kisses. Tonight I will try and call you. Perhaps lady luck will be on my side. I find myself hardening. I feel like I am just going through the motions. I know we were only together for six months however we loved deeply. You showed me the beauty of love. You said you would never abandon me and that I need to never worry because you will always protect me. I wrote a poem while short; I wrote a poem for you.

SUMMER RAINS

With each day my soul prays

With each night my soul takes flight

For my sorrow has become a borough

No one seems to understand

They look at me with eyes of a pariah

For I still believe in you,

I still hope one day you shall come back

I cannot seem to get you out of me,

The rain comes and my soul cries

For I remember the nights you told me that

Life gave me to you as a gift.

I am crying because no one can answer what I did wrong. If I scared you please forgive me. I should have never told you what I went through.