There will never be
enough wine
to drown your
memory,

just
like there will never
be enough words

to write you
out of them..

Sandoval

I was so focused on not
losing you,
that all along I never realized
it was you who was
losing me.


Sandoval

Appreciate the
loneliness in me,

one day it won’t
beg for you no more.


Sandoval

We were attached
by the same red string.
Except ours is wrapped around
our necks and each
time it gets harder and harder
to breathe; love wants
us together, but yet fate says
we simply cannot be.

Sandoval

Our love was
a playground;
he played me
however he
wanted, and
my heart with
scrapped knees
would fall for
him every time.

Sandoval

We locked eyes
and I knew then,
There was nothing
more beautiful
than the color of
tragedy. It’s like I
euphorically
traveled In time
and submerged
my soul in an aura
of different emotions
love, heartbreak,
loneliness, hope,
all at once. An
adrenaline of hues.
Don’t we all live for
these feelings of
inspiration? The
addictiveness
of its vibration..

Sandoval

Your ghost hands
still haunt my
wrists so I write
of phantoms
I’ll never kiss.
And I dream of
you at night
You promise
never to leave
But I wake up to
just an echo of a
dying memory.
We’re a cycle
you and I
you leave, I cry
You hurt,
and well I write.

Sandoval