The more nights we spend apart,
the more my heart grows vacant,
with coldness.
I sit here,
and all I can do is whimper,
with thoughts of you,
swarming through my mind.
I strive to be normal for you,
so take me as I am,
a woman in love with a woman.
Jenna in love with Kerri,
that's all it is.
An ocean winding of tears,
Stinging my flustered cheeks,
Fill me up,
Rejuvinate my vacant heart.

July 23.2003.