Eggs are weird,
but I eat them anyway.
Toast gets burnt,
and I call it flavor.

The milk’s expired,
but not too expired.
Coffee’s bitter,
but so am I.

Breakfast is simple,
until it’s not.
Sometimes,
it’s the best part of the day.

You caught the sunrise today,
barefoot on the dewy grass,
the world holding its breath
as the sky turned soft and gold.

A bird sang—just one at first,
then another, then a chorus—
and you laughed because it felt
like they were singing for you.

The air smelled like beginnings,
like something had shifted
while you were asleep,
and you didn’t even mind the chill.

For a moment, it was enough—
just you and the morning,
and the thought that maybe
everything would be okay.

so let me be clear
about vagueness

I don’t think I love you anymore

I mean I think I will always love you
But,
I don’t think I’m in love with you anymore.

My tears
Have flowed
For years
For you
Only you

Now,
My eyes are dry

Amigo,
te busco en los demás
Tu amistad saturó y
llenó las grietas
en mi ser

Te vas
Regresas
Te disculpas
Lava y repite

Claro, te extraño
pero, como puedo
extrañar a alguien
que nunca conocí?

Me conformo y
me complazco
con un desconocido
Lava y repite

A veces
me siento tan sola
Es un dolor que
araña,
pica, y
me escupe

Dicen que
el tiempo
sana
las heridas

Pero la soledad
vive con el tiempo,
agüita.
Quisiera estar
cómoda
estando sola

Pero,
como puedo
cuando es
todo lo que
soy?