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.