I love you In the way That the rain loves all That it falls upon. The rain kisses The dirt, the smooth the light, All turn to Mud, slippery, dark. She alters what she envelops, But only temporarily, Always temporarily. When the rain stops, Everything has a chance to dry. Yet, all has changed into… Continue reading rain.
i love you in the way that the heat descends down upon a lively city you cannot see the heat yet it permeates everywhere and it is felt by all those who reside within its reach surfaces grow hot hot to the touch sweat drips down bodies down cheeks, legs, backs even as night descends… Continue reading heat
Do you value what I’ve done for you? That I’ve been true for you? That I’ve come through for you? After all of this shit I’ve been through And I can’t believe it’s come to The fact that I’ve got no fucking clue What you think of my missing screws Or the mildew in… Continue reading value
If we just pay attention To facts, and only facts, The current ones, Not the past ones, And how I really should react There is no reason to to be afraid of A display of true affection Reciprocation of attention. But upon closer inspection Let’s take a look, a hard look At my various past… Continue reading recession fear
To wonder at a potential happiness experienced at the side of a competent companion… yes, it can be beautiful and full of laughter and attraction. But to ever expect such beauty to continue after the first accounts of such joy… Ah there’s the trick; that’s the penalty, perhaps, of indulging in so much joy, is that… Continue reading sweet poison
as of lately casi siempre me siento un poco más lento i’ve made decisions que no puedo cambiar no puedo olvidar decisions without revisions I didn't think de que sucedería mientras yo hacía esas cosas I just acted yo seguí mis emociones sin pensar de los resultados and now espero que yo podía hablar decir… Continue reading caótica
Yo arruiné mi presente por pensar que mi pasada va a repetir. Yo vi algunas señales q asocio con el dolor, y hui. Yo no quise quedar y arriesgarme a recibir El tipo de dolor q he sentido muchas veces antes de él. Pero todavía me siento tan mal, llorar como si fuera alguna mujer… Continue reading Dar Cuenta