A poet's wishBlood in my poemsDecember's a time of happinessEverything you have//everything you're missingI feel like I died that day but my eyes never closedI feel like I'm forcing thingsMy first loveMy little starPretty little butterflyScaredSelf loveThe first time we kissedThis is a dead bodyTo Mvelo, my loveTo whom it may concernYou were a haiku