A new beginning

When we love and loose, it's not just love that is lost, often we loose the courage to love again. To love is to live, but loosing love is not the end of life. With the euphoria of love should come the strength to endure the loss... and perhaps a prayer that the strength may never be tested.

Lost

I walk through the darkened alleys, with the stench of the city in my nostrils overpowering the sweet scent of memories of you... I need the neon lights of hope to guide me home...