One Last Time

This is a poem that I wrote recently as a final goodbye to someone I loved. The last time I was heartbroken I allowed myself to find inspiration from that person for years, and while it is beautiful to find inspiration from those who hurt us and to turn pain into art, I don't want to repeat that pattern of allowing someone to inspire me too much. So, I plan for this to be the last poem I ever write about this person.

The Girl from the Gym

This is a very personal poem that I wrote several weeks ago. I had been content for about a year since first moving here to Maine; not happy or sad, just content. Suddenly a beautiful girl pursued me unexpectedly, and we fell head over heels in love and began moving super quickly; it just felt right. I went from content, to euphorically happy, to devastated and heart broken in the matter of two months, all from a Facebook friend request.