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It’s okay, I’ll be your company
As we’ll be dreaming under different skies
Cloud nine resting , still, we can settle,
My embrace will be your home,
Your eyes will ground me
This feeling, our only battle

I’m selfish, I know
I’m stubborn, which, may be worse
I overshare… just not enough
I tend to ignore the facts that may be relevant
I’m amusing, yet I can make you sad
You’ll always want to know more,
you’ll never can
Poetry writes itself, doesn’t it?
Now I’m here, stuck,
with the image you want for me
no makeup will cover the fact that
I am still sad about it
No poem will soothe me enough
To ever forget about it

La galaxia de la que fue parte, colapsó
Con fuerza de mil soles,
cual supernova
Resurgió
Donde el viento sople, ella ira
Creando micro universos,
Al saludar

Que inmensas son
aquellas melancolías
Llenas de quizás— reales, tal vez,
Solo en alguna otra realidad.
Un sinnúmero de fotos
En una cámara sin revelar

What does it feel to know
I’ll never be your summer-heart
That our souls will never feel the heat
Of our palms, intertwined

A tote bag filled with poetry books and a head full of dreams
of you

You have never suffered of matters of the heart,      nor you ever will,  
your pain lays in your mind,    
in your non-existent calm

“So you are into words” he said
“That doesn’t make you interesting, I’ll cut the chase”
I think of that for every poem I write
For every lyric of every song that gets to my heart

Am I to blame?
That you are too gray?
Too plain?

Is your poisonous tongue
gonna mock me, again?
Is that your best move?
Is that all you care?

The scenario in my mind is set,
I’m just too afraid
To say
“action”

I took all the love I gave to you
And used it for myself

Your name on my screen.
I forgot how it feels,
I lost my voice
I almost couldn’t breathe
But It wasn’t the same pain
It was some sort of relief
As I open up your message
and press the word “delete”

My mind is full with conversations,
Yet it’s all so quiet

The room is quiet,
No one is near,
Your sneaky hand
Makes its way to me;
my flesh, my soul
Shivering
To the expert dance
of your  fingertips

You were never that good,

I put some filter for your soul,

I made you up inside my mind.

Well, she had given her soul away before,
Of course she was soulless.

Can I spend the whole day daydreaming?
Do I have enough time?

I wanted to love you so bad
I was so inspired!
It was better in my mind, I guess
I messed up.

After you used my body
My soul was tired
After you put a light in my eye
There was a fire

I’m done playing this game
Against myself
It’s about time I meet
A worthy rival