You're my favorite person.
Several months ago we used to talk how miserable my life is under the moonlight of a park. You used to tell me words of wisdom and lending your ears made you admirable.
Several months ago you used to notice the color of my eyes, the smile between my little dimples, my small hand and my pinky toes. You used to notice little details about me and my heart was filled with appreciation.
Several months ago we used to share thoughts of our future and of our past beneath the million stars with a mucho bottle of beer. You used to tell me how you feel and so do I.
You're still my favorite person.
My life's still miserable at times but we're too busy growing up. I miss your words of wisdom and you listening to my dilemmas and fears.
I still look the same. The color of my eyes, the dimples and my smile, the small hand and my pinky toes. They need you. They need to be noticed again. They feel the need to be relevant. To you.
I have more thoughts of my future now and I'm counting the days go by. I have so many words to tell you. I have so many feelings towards life to share with you. But I cannot even drink a bottle of beer. I cannot even share a good moment with you.
Do you miss me?
Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 11:10 AM UTC
When I focused on my worries
I wa worried endlessly
When I focused in moving forward,
Everyday, I feel growth
When I focused on being tired,
Everything is hard
When I focused on trusting God
Hardships are blessings
Nov 26, 2016
Nov 26, 2016 at 9:53 AM UTC
Some times aren't perfect
and some things aren't meant to be.
Unfortunately.
Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 1:47 AM UTC
She needs someone
Not words to ponder
Not ears to listen
But a hand to hold and a shoulder to cry on.
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 4:24 AM UTC
Too young to think
What's like to be thirty.
Too old to think
What should have been to be thirteen.
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 1:59 AM UTC
I don't mind missing you
I don't mind the want to touch you
The idea makes me shiver
That finally,
Somebody is able to make me feel this way again.
It has been a long time
I don't mind feeling lonely sometimes
I don't mind hurt by your absence
The feeling is just so intimate.
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 2:15 AM UTC
Hey, I am really glad!
My first year isn't so bad.
Well, maybe?
But I know, there's a lot waiting for me.
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 1:07 AM UTC
And suddenly words won't be enough
But a hug will do
A very very long one
One that lasts forever
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 10:19 AM UTC
How sure are we?
When is this going to last?
When a period might be written?
When an ending cannot be a happily ever after?
Why do we fear?
For something we don't want to come?
For something we won't do?
For something we make contingency plans for?
Why don't we?
Just seize the days of blister?
Just hold on for everything we have?
Just laugh all those fears away?
Because we can.
We can stay and last.
We can keep the period unwritten.
We can keep happily ever after but not the endings,
We don't really need that.
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 10:14 AM UTC
No words blurted out
Strings may be attached
Tomorrow surely unsecured
Fear comes after laughter
Still
I love the feeling
I am unsure
But for one thing
I am happy and I chose to be one
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 10:02 AM UTC