You taught me the meaning of real pain.

The things you said are so easy to discredit.

This writing is about the ways of Jesus Christ. He heals everyone with God’s love.

I hope to see you smile again.

The one round meant to kill or halt, halted him, removing him from the battlefield.

It would be a shame for us to come to an end.

I love you as much as I always have.

This month marked the 5yrs since my grandmothers passing, this poem is my way of comfort.

I don’t want to be just friends.

It was so unexpected.