It was a dark and rainy night in January of 1992. I was at a vulnerable time in my life, anxious to find love. when suddenly the doorbell rings and as I opened the door I see a silhouette standing in front of me. He was tall firm and at first I couldn't distinguish his facial features until he walked to the light and to my surprise it was someone I knew from the past, never thinking I would end up completely in love with this person standing before me. I let him into my house, my life, my heart with open arms, only to be crushed, disappointed, cheated on and have my heart broken in a matter of weeks. These unusual feelings rushed through me so sudden totally knocking me off my feet. Hurt and alone I sought consoling but had no one to turn to. Then deciding to tell him the pain he put me through, writing it down on paper, I wrote about the way that I felt for him and how I wish things had never happened the way that they did. Right there and then I realized that no matter how much I hurt I found consoling myself in the words I wrote down on paper. Suddenly without knowing I began writing more and more each day, eventually this helped me get through all the days and nights of sadness and loneliness I had been feeling in the past weeks. Looking back at the words I wrote I noticed that each and every one of those words I had written turned out to be rhyming poetic feelings coming from my mind and heart to him. Then through the years I kept up and wrote about happier times, friendships, relationships, death, sadness, and finally finding the love that I so much desired to find one day. Writing to me has been very therapeutic. So if at any time I start to have any kind of sad or depressing feelings or thoughts I take a pen to paper.