i'm still here. not you're not.
nothing is over. yes it is

|   polaroid, oil paint, ink, & gregory's birch (12" x 12")

you sat me in your chair
and made me love you.

are you my soul mate...the one that
comes into my heart buried deep
and then leaves? was your only
purpose to reveal another layer
of me? i need you to understand,
darling, for you i am willing to suffer,
whatever would have happened to
us in the future i accept it already,
just to love you now. you are a love
that grows from a seed to a 100 year
old northern pine in seconds.

to the boy who loves thoreau...