Since men are visual and words are pretty much crap.......

This is me and how I feel...like I'm reaching up but no one is there.

 This is how I want to feel.

 Somewhere on the ground is my un- kept heart.

  I feel like I am struggling desperately to......

 This is how I understand you to feel...

This is the truth no matter how you slice it...

 This is what I wish would happen....

 This is what we had to start but it was too volatile...

So I don't want that back but I wish for something like this....

It can withstand the elements and even grow new life and maintain it's self. I want that.


This is what I am left with now...

Even at the bottom of Pandora's box after all the sins were released into the world, there was still...

Hope.

Get the picture?