Where are you Isabela?
What happened?
I thought we were done with this
You no longer love me
But still you make me miss you
I question if I deserve it
I wonder if you’ll resurface
I quiver at the opposing thought
We’re older now
There’s no need for this
Sure, I love you still
But it’s not the same
And I know the rules
So what else could it be…
Where are you Isabela?
Why must you still make me sad?