A short story about unrequited love, leukemia, curls, and a cobalt jacket.

I do not understand about my feelings.

I remember when you were still attached to cry.

Unrequited love from the past.

How the life of one person changed those of many others.

A poem relating to how people fall in love alone… and its sad.

Another love pang.

This is a lyric poem I dedicate to a fellow-writer on TRIOND, Dennis O’Brien, whose writing style I cannot equal and can therefore only admire. This is in memory of his long-extinguished first love which he describes as an "unrequited love."

Blind love.

Unrequited love.