Dearest Love,

How do you decide who is chosen?
When lovers fall and fade away,
Is there a way you choose who stays?
Battered, bruised, and torn apart;
Feelings aren't always returned,
How do you elect those who recieve you, or do you?
Is there a way you select who's deserving?
Do you select who is "the one"?
Is there even one for me?
Is there a way to get though the pain
Of losing you... losing your company
In my every day life?
Do you simply play a game
To determine when you shall grace us
Or break us with your presence?
I cry because of you.
Long nights dedicated to the lover's game.
Tears for you are like no other.
I cry because you're gone and because you happened,
Are these simply waste?
Will you lighten my time here with your
Wonderfull dedication, or will I forever
Stray in the darkness of your absence?
Enlighten me with the way you work,
With the way you allow others to experience you;
Maybe, just maybe, I will find you again.

With Great Appreciation,
Samantha Jo




Samantha Jo, Darling,

Wasted, your tears are not.
Your heart is large and pure.
I do not choose to engulf you,
You simply allow me to live through you.
Your feelings, genuine and true, allow you
To experience me to the fullest.
Yes, there is "the one" for you, of course, my dear.
It's completely up to you, not to me, whether
You notice him for who he is.
When you find me, you will know.
When you endure me whole-heartedly,
You will never let go.
With this, my child, one thing for sure,
The feelings will completely be returned.
So mourn if you must for the now,
You will overcome this and eventually see
The one you have been waiting for is
Standing for all to realize but you.

With care, I am always here,
Love