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Arturo Hernandez Oct 2013
I guess I'm gonna go to bed tonight
and blind myself again like every night,
To lie and say I don't mind
To be a slave of Time.
Yeah, I'll rest up and sleep tonight
to silence this mellow weeping heart
Saying I only wish to hold you
This, and every night.

Because you know well
What it is that we want
We want to have each other in our arms,
But we fight so desperately to do things right
That we give way to cursed Time.

I guess I'm gonna go to bed tonight
Not to linger with this in mind,
To rest assured in what is right
and not listen to what we want.
Yeah, I'll rest up and sleep tonight
To silence this mellow weeping heart
Saying I only wish to hold you,
Wish I'd cuddle, kiss, and hug you -
But I reply with "Not tonight."

You know well
What it is that what we want.
We want to have each other in our arms,
But we fight so desperately to do things right
and give in to this curse of Time.
This is an old poem I found on my computer, from 09. I changed up the order a little to make it feel knew again. But it really doesn't.
Arturo Hernandez Oct 2013
I don't sleep well enough sometimes.

I think about all of the things that I'm doing wrong in my life.
And how there aren't many rights.
I'm not a leader, I'm not a follower. I have no influence, no one has influence
on me.
And I think,
how could I make things better? But I can't.

Because it's like quicksand. The more you desperately seek an escape,
the faster you sink in. And I just sit here

Waiting until I can no longer breath.
Arturo Hernandez Sep 2013
I cant begin to describe
How helpless I feel right now.
I know that I can move on
Because I have done it before,
But I always ask myself
Why I should.

I know you don't love me,
In the way that I did,
But then again
I don't love you either
As I don't even remember your face.

And yet,
I want you to be the one
To carry my heart,
Because I rather you have it
Then have it lingering around.

I guess what makes me
Most upset after all
Isn't the fact that you left me
Or left my heart broken in two
It's the fact that you left me...

You left me alone.
Arturo Hernandez Aug 2013
Sometimes I think I think too much,
But if I didn’t then I wouldn’t have anything to write
And you wouldn’t have anything to read off of it.
So if there was no thinking to be done,
Then why would I open up?
And most importantly:
Why would you listen?
I think I’ll think of thinking to think more often
So that someday you’ll listen and think more of it.
Arturo Hernandez Aug 2013
I have always thought of myself
As an ugly duckling.
I keep hoping that someday
Ill be the man you are going to want
And I keep my fingers crossed
So that I really am that man.

But while I’m black,
And repulsive to all the other swans
I’m going to learn the trades of life
And I’m going to make sure
That when I meet you,
Which I will,
That you never suffer, or struggle,
To be the most amazing wife.

Why? I do ask myself
The same question all the time.
Why waste my time on something
That has a high chance
Of never happening
According to my previous record
Of tall tales and beautiful lies.

The answer is quite simple
And I know if I told someone
They would probably laugh, but

The truth is I can’t think of anything else
But our future house
Our future kids
And our dog running around.
I have my Lincoln and Beamer
Out in the driveway, and whatever
You are gonna want to drive,
(I’m not quite sure what kind of chick
You’re gonna be)
And we have a lawn and garden
That I will cut from time to time,
A pool out in the back,
And the neighbors always coming over
For some coffee and a laugh.

And I know
I’m in too big of a hurry to grow up,
And I know
I’m supposed to enjoy being young,
But all that matters to me,
All I want to accomplish,
And the biggest dream of mine
Is to grow old with you,
Whoever it is that you are,
And to see my kids grow up.

All I can do for now
Is be the man I want to be
For the wife I’ve been waiting on
For years.
I’m going to get a good paying job
And drive the car
That’s gonna catch your eye,
I’m gonna play the guitar
And learn how to sing,
So I can say how beautiful you are
To me
And most importantly I’m gonna learn
How to treat a woman right,
Because after all,
You are MY woman, and I your man.
Arturo Hernandez Jun 2013
It's me again.
I imagine this being a letter
That a Navy man writes to his woman
Six months after being over seas.
I can't imagine the joy that it will be
When you open this and kiss the letter as you're done reading it
(In this case it would probably be a screen)
      But no matter how you get this
Or how you think of how it should be
I want you to know that you mean a lot to me.
I know that you matter,
And you should know that you matter,
Because it's not everyday that I put things down on ink.
I've been thinking about you,
And the future me.
That One that gets to be together with you
In a future not too far from here (I hope).
I've seen some things, and
Experienced some things,
And it may be just a now-kind-of-thing
But I haven't experienced anything like you.
You have goals and ambitions
And you won't admit it
But you see your future
And how bright lit it is.
I just hope that it's me that you see
Standing next to you,
And you beside me,
Because it is you for me
When I squint my eyes and look at my blueprint.
The truth is that I don't know that you know
That I like to think about you
And all the wonderful things we could do,
Or all the wonderful things we could be.
In my mind I like to think
That you will be there for me,
And I can be there for you for whenever you need me.
There's not a whole lot that I can offer you
But I can assure you
That I'm working on being that someone for you.
There's only so much
I can work on at once
And only so much I want to accomplish
But I know that someday
I'll be able to adorn you
With all of the things you could ever want from me-
From letters,
To poetry,
To songs,
To jewelry,
To books,
To cars,
To houses,
To lipsticks,
And all of the things
A beautiful woman like you would ever want to see.
But who am I to promise a forever
When we can't even handle the now.
I feel so far away,
But still -
It's nice to think about.
Arturo Hernandez May 2013
How long has it been?
It's been about five
Years since that thing
That you and I had

The parties the laughter
And the fun that we had
The singing and clapping
To our favorite band

It all turned to dark
When you said goodbye -
The Color of Roses
Now turn into black

What did you say
When I saw you last?
Hope you find that someone
With who it'll last

All my affection
Just wasn't enough
You ran to someone
Who isn't even your type

Maybe, just maybe
I thought you'd come back
But I guess it was you
That got the last laugh

Black and white
You left me to die
The girl of my dreams
The only girl in my life
The one that made it worth
Living this life
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