My love was endless and my life was discrete.
In warm coffee joints and stable routines.
The dinner on Perk Ave, with pancakes and hot tea.
Now that's been forgotten, from history.
A lot has changed.
Now nothing means to me.

-Melanie Munoz

I've grown to hate the warmth of foreign bodies
Their greedy lungs and sweaty pores
To feel love when they draw me close
To curse my broken bones

-Melanie Munoz

I don't care at all, yet I still care too much
Do you think you'd still love me beneath all this stuff?

In a loud bar, surrounded by creeps
They spoke and were honest
Our minds were complete

-Melanie

The wet grass and thick trees forgotten completely.
These old trains,
Their rust beds,
This rotten graffiti.
I heat up.
I cool down.
You'll never complete me.

-Melanie Munoz

My body laid bare and forgotten
My stomach still pulsed like before
I know I can't fix what was broken
My love, I will suffer no more.

-Melanie Munoz