Hello, Lovely.

Hello Lovely?

How are you?

I'm crying today.

I've been hurt by someone I have held close for five years.

Who now pretends I don't Exist.


In this heart, small, and weak.

In my mind, your path you wreak.

Follow the paths, cold and dry.

Whisper and gasp, as the gashes go by.

I see you wonder, and wonder why.

One person, Who once cared.

Five years, we two shared.

All in one saying, does it go.

One who does not love me.

One who is not there.

One who now wishes hurt on me.

One who makes me scared.

Ah, I see you see.

On the edge.

A Knife anew, One untouched by hurt.

I quit, but it still comes fast.

The longing,

The want of Solace,

The Need to feel pain for my fault.

My fault? I'm glad you asked, Lovely.

My fault is my existence.

My Existence is what pains me.

This one who hurt me,

Shattered a large portion of my world.

Which in the end, was meant to be destroyed.

Some say suicide is not the answer,

And they may be right.

We never know form those who have done so,

Now do we?

But they don't hurt anymore, Lovely.

Don't you see?

Some paths are made,

Some are reconstructed,

And some lead to dead ends or drop-offs.

But Lovely,

Unlike these wretched bones.

You have a life.

Live it, even though it hurts.

No, Lovely..

I am not for long in existence.

But It's okay. If you truly hold me dear,

Lovely.

I'll always be in your memories.

Even if I'm just letters on a page.

Remember Lovely.

I love you, and you are Loved.

Don't let it out of your heart,

And don't let it burn you.

Hold it close and dear.

Lovely?

You are Loved.

Hello, Lovely.

Hello Lovely.

How are you today?

I'll tell you about this, Lovely.


Every now and then, I'll say hello to you.


And I'll tell you how things are going, what my thoughts are.


I'll do my best to turn these into poems.


I look forward to Dark humor, chats about suicide, and love with dismay with you.

As well as a little gossip.

Remember, Lovely.


You are loved.