Your Reality
by Jeremy Grizzle
I met you on a night
your hand it felt right,
beside mine in the
moving climate.
I cried and I whispered
that I would always miss her
but you denighed my
meager existance.
Of all the beauty in life
to all the moments I've tried
to understand and recongnize
your self-bring.
but to begin where I'll end
my night I will spend
wondering and always
loving her.