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gabriela arias Apr 2019
y que te ame todavía? sí
y que te desee lo mejor? no sabes cuanto.
pero que te quiera como quería? yo que daba hasta la vida por ti?
ay nunca jamás.

(además, ya le conté todo a mi mamá y parece que te odia.)
enamorándome del español ultimamente.
gabriela arias Apr 2019
yo que te hice tantos poemas y captions para instagram,
y tú que me partiste el corazón.
en español, please!
gabriela arias Mar 2019
si con todo y la alergia crónica que tengo hacia los girasoles, ellos no me matan, y nacemos en el mismo mes,
¿que te hace pensar que puedes tú, acabar conmigo?
en español, please.
gabriela arias Feb 2019
You are so loved.
I don't think you understand.

You are being
c   h  a s ed
constanly
by undeserving and unfailing
grace.

and whether you want it or not,
you are loved.

and whether you believe it or not,
you are loved.
gabriela arias Mar 2018
today I decided
to paint my nails blue.

I remember you'd say
that when painted this way
I looked like a 'child';
'foolish'

you liked it when I would paint them,
scarlet red.

I remember you'd say
I'd be taken seriously this way
it's the color of 'passion'; I looked like a
'woman'

but I am not what you say I am
and I do not need you.
and I still AM a woman,
just with her nails painted blue.
No more making fun of my light blue nails, darling.
gabriela arias Mar 2018
When I think of you
                                                             ­                    I think of teacups;
for when my mind is blank                
                              
                                 ­  the thoughts of you manage to

                                               l
                                                      e
       ­                                                       a
        ­                                                              k

­                                                                 ­             inside my head.
inspired on my cracked coffee mug & the love of my life. (to be seen on a computer screen to appreciate layout)
gabriela arias Mar 2018
I remember when you first said you loved me
my heart then did not belong to you,
it belonged to the wind,
to the sea,
to the sun,
to the moon,  
to my dreams,
to myself,
to many things
none of which you
but,
then you did not give up,
then you made it your mission to make me yours now
and my heart slowly became of your smile,
of your eyes,
of your smell,
of your touch,
of your words,
and before I noticed
my heart had become of your heart
& your dreams had become of my own.
so thank you for then fighting for what is now.
the accuracy.
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