Confessions to your Compassion, that was once there. Now, complacent in your daminor. Acts no longer heart felt, but staile and emotionless. Can't shake the feeling that you are not you. Nor, the person I knew. Candid like a picture that hangs in a frame. I see this in your attitude. Mindless thoughts of over analyizing. Brings me back to memories of years past. High Five's to symbalize what's to cum. And long tight embraces that showed you my love. Walks with hands held, squeezeing.....don't let go. Shoulder rubs and foot massages just because you needed it so. Compassion was the thing your heart showed and it fit just like a glove. It is what I saw in you and why I feel in LOVE. With you and you alone. I made my choice some time ago. We left it all, up and went. Riding to that Old School song, you turned it up loud and said this proud,"CRUSEIN",now thats our jam. So, Baby Lets Cruse and yes we did. 7 years and 2 kids later, crusein's all we did. Bumps we hit, and turns unseen. Yes....we had our share. Now time has gone and so has the song Smokey's not to blame. Arguements that rival on trivial, and writers block amist. Poems not that inclined to shout loves crazy shit. Your love's no longer the same my dear and compassion shows no love. Well at least not twords me you see, cuz I'm the outcast looking in, and now your the one whos free.