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  Jun 2015 Diana Mendes
dusk
There’s something funny
about a loved one’s death
it’s like climbing up a flight of stairs
and thinking there’s one more stair than there is
so you put your foot down
and it passes through the air and hits the ground
it’s a shock,
your heart beats really fast
and then nothing.
Absolutely nothing.

I remember your face
your smile
your laugh
I remember the times
When, as a kid,
I giggled in glee
and flew paper aeroplanes around
on your lap
I remember your hand
how it fit into mine
like it was meant to be
how you told me
everything’s gonna be alright

and now I remember
the huge gaping hole in my chest
where my heart used to be.

I remember staring at your face
And thinking,
“this isn’t you”
I remember how they dressed you up
and laid you there
and I struggled with the realization
that someone, something in my life
would never come back

it was like I watched you
walk into the ocean
deeper and deeper
until the waters covered your head
I was screaming, crying
Begging you to come back
For me
But you didn’t hear a word I said

Yeye, Mama, YiDioh,

I sing what I cannot speak
I write what I cannot say
My heart beats for you
I will never give up

Everything you taught me
How to be brave
How to be strong,
When I’m afraid
How to press on
How to hold on
How to keep the light in my eyes alive

I love you,
You had a great ride,
And I will never forget you.
Diana Mendes Jun 2015
my words are real, sometimes fantasied,
the feelings true, sometimes it hasn't bloom.

i'm a dreamer, hopeless romantic,
i can't help it, they're so attractive.
Diana Mendes Jun 2015
why do i wish to have you back?
when i know our future wouldn't be sane,
drunk you'd be and i would cry,
baby i've been there too many times.
Diana Mendes Jun 2015
people make mistakes,
can't say you were one,
but it was times to hit the brakes,
we were coming undone.
Diana Mendes Jun 2015
kissing under the pouring rain,
i've been there,
it's stuck in my brain,
sweet love affair.
Diana Mendes Jun 2015
i haven't cried for you,
i've got other things in queue,
but there's an ache in my heart,
it slowly breaks me apart.

your birthday passed,
i felt sad,
all i wanted was to say hi,
but you wouldn't reply.
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