There is always tomorrow.

It is too sad for words.

I can’t give you the answers you are looking for.

You are hiding so much.

A poem of realizing and realizing that it was never meant to be.

When you see your soulmate, you just know, our souls recognize who we are under our flesh and bone.

Poetry.

Why do we keep on trying to find love?

A moment’s truth.

I once knew real love.