I thought you’d be the painter
That paints my life
In colors
I let you in
Only to realize
You only had
A black marker

You just said “I love you”
But this time I felt nothing
It’s the first time that I’m not smiling
That I’m not dancing for hours
What happened? I wonder
You know the hardest steps to take
To get away from someone
Are those who say that they love you
But their action says otherwise?

Until I get to heaven
Can my Mom
watch my garden in heaven?