This is for you.

You were my bed, Melbourne.

You warmed me better than any sheet.

I ripped us apart and now we are torn.

You were my dear friend

then I had to leave.

I felt something that I hadn’t before.

I think it was love.

So intense for a week it made my body sore.

My mind, my insides, my body ached for more.

Nobody can find where I am.

Nobody can see where I stand.

Nobody but you knew what to do

and what to say.

I don’t know who pursued who

And it doesn’t matter to me or you..

This is for you my love, with all my love.

At the end of the day

I have that memory saved.