Blurred Emotions - A Plethora Of Short Stories

Not York, but Something like It

I wish to love life the same way I did when I first met you

The air was clean

The leaves fell gently behind the fence

And full of hope

I held you close

Things changed through the winter

You erased me from your mind

Though I still ran circles within your heart

I begged you to let me sleep on the floor

And you gave me the love

And the jacket

And the shirt

But it rained

and I still don't know why

Summer bangs its fist on the front door

And he takes you

And you let him

You tell me you're leaving

But I don't want to be alone