If it's possible to send a message from heaven, I'll get one to you.

I'll cover you in flowers someday, Julie-girl.

The stems stood tall and straight, one series arranged in a single line, the other in a crudely shaped heart, the final one in the shape of the letter U. I love you.

For as long as the world spins and the earth is green with new wood, she will lie in this box and not in my arms.

But they can't know how the dark space inside me is growing. I lie to them. I can't get out of the dark hole. 'Peace is here' it whispers.

Who wants to be used? I love to read, so books are my main friends. They're always available, always friendly, and always interesting, and they never make me choose sides.