Knock Knock

Should an eager heart come rapping at my front door,
I shall tell it with resignation, "Love does not live here anymore."

A.R.M.
11/29/15

Timber

I fell.

I fell hard.

And he wasn't there to catch me.

He couldn't be.

I knew he wouldn't be.

And I fell anyway.

A.R.M.
11/25/15