A soft glance so pure,
Full of adoration.
I question this look,
For it was lost and yet found once more.
In your orbs,
I see the turmoil you face,
Yet you seek comfort in my embrace.
Full of mystery you are,
And I find myself at peace.

Funny how a whole year of being with one person
Makes them a stranger.

The screaming and yelling is all I see when I close my eyes.
The whines from Rylie as you strangled her.
Your assumptions no matter how many tears ran down my face trying to tell you “You’re wrong.”
Frustration.
There goes the Red Bull can to the wall.
Blankets are thrown off me.
Phone hits the wall twice and shatters.

We’re back at your parents.
Same thing.
You’re punching the walls as you throw things.

You were my Hercules.
You gave me my soul again,
Yet reconfigured.
My love for you was/is everlasting.
You were the gasoline I wanted,
Needed,
Dousing my fire with what we called love.
I miss you some days,
I crave you most days.
Yet everyday I wish I never met you.

Goodbyes have never been easy.
They are hard and hurtful.
The truth of reality.
Our bond was beautifully dangerous,
A fiery inferno lost in love.
Hoping for the best during the worst.
That is all gone and for this I’m glad,
We can both be true to our own.
Finally walking in our pace.

Waking up I feel secure,
An arm over my waist.
A warm breath covers my neck.
I move and I’m held closer.
Protected.
Wiggling to turn towards you,
I see peace and tranquillity.
No worry line in sight.
I kiss your nose,
Your cheek,
And then your lips.
You move to my lips,
A soft exhale escapes your lips.
“Good Morning My Love.”

It’s what we all want.
A desire for one soul.
A peace finally found.
Comfort in his arms,
My ear pressed against his chest.
The rhythmic beating of one’s heart.
Love and harmony.
Perfect balance,
Even when days are long.
-Mrs. Ramirez-Nuñez
At last.