What made us strong was the storms we went through together.

No matter how bad things were we found time to laugh.

No matter what we’ve seen.

When we saw it together it was like the first time.

The way you looked into my eyes when we made love.

Sometimes it seems like a dream.

Did it ever really happen? Did I find love only to lose it.

Maybe I am still laying in the hospital and this is all a dream.

In this dream we finish each others sentences.

We like the same movies,art and music.

Sometimes I wanted to cry after we made love because you were so beautiful.

Now I am just a shell of the man I was.

Shattered by pain and regret.

Holding the pieces of my heart in my outstretched hand.

Who am I and will my heart ever beat again…

                              Jhames Norman