I am sitting beside you,

but I am not with you.

I am beginning to see the line.

How I wish that she'd appear

at my front door

or the few times that I look up.

Lose a friend

by telling him

about things you haven't experienced.

Tell him that the pain he is going through

can be summed up ...

You are no one I love; just a reminder of someone I do.

In the early hours, when the world is quiet, I am reminded that she is as soft as the sound of my voice.

I saw them as they walked towards me.

As he dragged what I would have carried

she straightened her spine as if to say,

'Hell's been good to me.'

The first time I tell you that I love you

I want it to be loud enough for only you to hear.

During our first cuddle-fight I gave her a roundhouse kiss to the face.

I feel her body when I drive

with the windows rolled down.

All of my strengths and all of my doubts in one hand.

And all...

My heart beats only for me.

All the work that you put in

for such little in return

must feel like eating

sunflower seeds.