The tree is abundant, the fruit hanging and dangling--
my eager hands, eyes set on the prize
and as I bite in,
who would've thought
this fruit would be so delicious?
so obsessive? so addicting?
I keep wanting more, insatiable habits pulling
me
deeper.
And one day it poisons me.
Food poisoning, rejection--
call it what you will
but it breaks a heart
and each time, it becomes harder
to stitch and to heal
The years pass,
the heart grows and somehow, it loves again
but the temptation is there
and it is so easy to fall again.
And I bite the dust,
the sweetness so intriguing,
so beautiful, so hypnotizing
Why is this forbidden fruit
always so close to touch, but never
meant to be mine?
His sweetness like honey,
his voice like a lullaby
his eyes full of hope
and I fall easily,
blinded by the sun.
And every night I stare into the ceiling
lost into everything he's said,
the moments we share close to my heart.
my heart beats faster, my cheeks continue getting rosy,
And it drives me crazy that you're healing
and that you can push me away if I say something.
I can't do this again. If I tempt luck again,
You'd push me away like the harsh winds of winter
I'm trapped in a daze, waiting for the minute,
second, and hour
that you will finally
say you love me
and I'd fall into your arms
and even if you pushed me away, I wouldn't leave you alone.
I would still return.
Again and Again.
You'll never know. That's what I tell myself.
But you probably know.
and through the push and pull,
I'll always keep coming back to you.
Calling you mine
is kind of bold
because you were never mine
and yet-
and yet I bit
into the forbidden fruit
again.
Feb 6, 2022
Feb 6, 2022 at 12:36 PM UTC
Love to love, smile to smile
I can't help it. Getting carried away is easy.
I'm older, but not wiser
Cynical but not narcissistic.
Idealistic but not optimistic
Deceptively simple, some say.
We're falling through the sky
like raindrop tears that adorn my window...
we are endless, shapeless
a feeling... an emotion... a premonition
and
we are everything
and nothing at once.
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 5:17 PM UTC
eyes that attract, hearts that collide,
words like honey... they all Shine like glitter.
Smile with intention, with purpose...
irresistible like chocolate, like that addiction you can't
get rid
of
I can't seem
to
stop
myself
from biting into that sweetness.
from falling into the depths of you
from entering a route that will
bring disaster at
The End.
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 5:09 PM UTC
If death was a friend...
I'd tell it to stop making me cry.
I'd tell it to stop making the faucet
inside me run and run like a waterfall.
If death were a friend to me,
I'd tell it to stop taking away those that I love.
I'd tell it to find someone else to bother.
If death were a friend,
I'd tell it to stop pulling my heartstrings
making my heart twinge and twist
as if a knife were stabbing me.
I'd tell it to stop bullying me,
I'd beg for it to leave me alone.
But it persists,
looming over me each night
like the nightmares that cling to me like a blanket.
a blanket of despair, of sleepless nights
of sadness that can't be quelled.
The impatience runs and death waits patiently,
waiting as it whispers to me
the chilling words that wake me up:
"I'm not done yet."
Nov 29, 2020
Nov 29, 2020 at 5:27 PM UTC
Tattoos are permanent reminders
of what you choose.
of your past self,
the ink imprinted into you
like the kiss of a lover.
They cannot be removed.
They cannot be changed or forgotten.
So... if that's the case,
Would every person
that I meet
become one too?
Does that mean that once I met you...
that you've imprinted yourself
on my skin forever?
Does that mean that the heartbreak
you caused me is also there,
forever etched onto my skin
as a reminder of what you did to me?
Oct 20, 2020
Oct 20, 2020 at 9:37 PM UTC
there's a small pocket...
could be in my sweater,
my mind or my heart.
It doesn't matter where.
All you need to know
is that in the pocket
all my memories of you
are stored there.
The best part is that
I can always look back on them
because they're good memories...
even if it reminds me
of how far away we are.
The saddest part is...
I can also remember the bad moments
when my heart broke,
when you made it into
dust.
Oct 20, 2020
Oct 20, 2020 at 9:33 PM UTC
La candela, the candle
of Hope and Fear,
your heart guarded, but longing...
to set your heart aflame.
it flames, it flickers,
your touch like sparks, igniting everything.
My smile, bright like glitter,
like the stars in a midnight sky.
Sweet words, sweet smile,
sweet compliments like candy
making me melt like butter and
we're moths drawn to the flame.
our connection, yearning for
that same hope that shines in the midnight sky.
La candela, the last reminder
of the last hope we have.
So, why don't we burn together?
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 9:02 PM UTC
Your words,
speak to my soul.
Your personality,
is making me fall for you.
Your smile,
makes me smile.
Do you know what I think?
usually, you do,
but whenever you can't...
Read my lips and you'll
find out what I want.
Sep 17, 2020
Sep 17, 2020 at 7:44 PM UTC
I'm suffocating inside and
I don't know why.
I'm drowning in the ghost of smiles
from former friends and
people I haven't seen in forever.
I'm drowning in your words,
offering me comfort and solace.
I'm drowning in the big puzzle
that makes up you.
I find myself anxious for a new text,
for anything to not lose the connection.
For some reason, I already find myself liking you.
So now I can just hope that...
someday you will too.
Sep 17, 2020
Sep 17, 2020 at 7:39 PM UTC
So, in this socially distant year...
how do we find ourselves
still falling in love?
People in quarantine, are stuck at home
and the internet world becomes our solace.
Love blooms from unexpected places.
Meeting people online is
always a bit of an obstacle,
But... when you meet someone
that just clicks with you,
that is willing to keep the conversation going,
I can't help but admire them...
from a distance.
They make you feel like you're floating.
Like you are slowly falling in love
with the words on a text,
It's as if a spell has been cast on me.
The question at hand is...
Why does my heart keep falling?
Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 5:06 PM UTC