I was waltzing to the jazz
Done everything, leaving no dash
Could see the diamonds
Glistening in my gaze
In bel air,
I was paralyzed with happiness
But the barque of past
Borne back to me
Ceaselessly carrying the mess
With desire that never rest
Thought I was living my best
With the old money vibe
As my facade fave
Then I heard thou name again
My heart bestrew asunder apace
And that moment I knew
I was melancholy stuck
In my old same dreary age.

10 years ago, I saw you next door, it skipped a beat
8 years ago, we talked for hours, till midnight
6 years ago, we fought, I cried, distanced myself
4 years ago, I'm ready to talk again, you already have someone
2 years ago, I dreamed, of us, woke with tears falling
I still see your silhouette, haunting me, need to move on

The grass smells sweet.
The breeze blows a warm wind,
Leaves floating from the trees and ground.
A beautiful day indeed.

Lightly moving a hand side to side,
The softness of the grass giving a sensation Indescribable.
A conversation so just and pure as a newborn.

Feeling safe and unworried.
Moments of happiness in a depressed mind.
The one thing known for sure.

A glance down.
“Gabe”
Dog print
LCHS
GABRIEL ISAIAH DION MARTINEZ
In the arms of his family Mar. 18, 1998
In the arms of Jesus Apr. 08, 2018
Grey and black granite block with a black and bronze plate on top.

Her safe place.

Remember when we used to stay up until 6 am
The sun would be rising
Laughing incessantly at something you said
While the world was in a deep sleep
I was awake and dreaming

Staying up all night, not thinking it through
Body and soul on the verge of collapse
However, I only wanted you
To say something that would make butterflies inside
Fly crazy in my heart and mind

Now we wake to the sounds
Of alarm clocks and honking horns
But just a short time ago, we were saying goodnight
At 6 in the morning
When the oxytocin high had me soaring

First date at a random playground
You sat in the swing next to mine
Chased me around
Never running out of time
Your lips, made me nervous
Messed up, the first kiss
I looked down, embarrassed
Teenage, innocence
Laid beneath the trees
Felt you pressed up against me
Watched the leaves sway slowly
Helplessly attached instantly

I want that puppy love back
Those jump in, don’t question moments of clarity
Bringing out the naive side of me
Craving the love song mentality
Warm summer sun filled our lungs
Walking hand in hand to puppy love
Mixed with the rebellion of reality,
That’s never visible to young kids like you and me.

Never again will we love so blindly and so full
Never again will we decide before we think
Never again will we fall before we meet
Never again will months feel like one blink
But you’re never supposed to even consider
These things when you’re
Running around a playground
Convinced that it’s more
Than puppy love.