bereft Doar Left nameless. 040420 ... Dosquatch So cold and alone, My sould torn asunder By someone so near and dear A friend too close A touch too much The panic when you pushed away; Why not this? Why not now? Why not us? Why can't you feel These feelings I feel, The warmth when you're near, This burning when you are away? So cold and alone, Just me and my pain, Wondering what I'd done, To you, To us, In wanting so much, I've lost what I already had. I swear to you, My friend, sweet friend, I didn't know the damage I'd do Trying to get closer to you. 040521 ... does it ease the pain? I pore over old photos and 20 second mpegs; the feel of your skin and the smell of your become fresh again on my senses. You gaze at me so dreamily and contentedly, sighing more than breathing, but all I can touch is the smooth lcd of this laptop screen, your fingerprints long since dusted away. I stand empty handed and lost for meaning - no understaning is here, merely acceptance. Yet I stand on, but no my love, I will not stand still. 100503 ... the Parrot Sketch THIS PARROT IS BEREFT OF LIFE. IT IS NO MORE. IT HAS CEASED TO BE! 100503 what's it to you? who go blather from