I start each day craving the night
and every dusk clutching to the light...

I’m not going so say it again
But you know what this is about.
I don’t know why I keep feeling this way.
I wish I could stop

I thought
I knew you
so well -

like the
back
of my hand.
But every time

I look
at my hand,
there's a new

bruise,
a foreign
scratch,
a scar

I never had
before.
So the truth is,

I really
don't know
the back
of my hand

all that well.
So what does that say
for you?

It's just one moment
of forgetting
and then suddenly
the world is ending

there's a thin white line
between "glad because of it"
and "sad without it"

i still call you, just to hear your voicemail.
i wish one day you would pick up the phone.
but at least i can still hear your voice



uncomfortable

i needed to call today
i dialed your number
and i knew there would be no answer
but today
all i heard was an automated voice message
now all i think about is what happened to you

I can't help but take it personally
Messages ignored
Calls declined
A regular abnormality,
That I can't accept

I wish we can turn back time to before this mess
To before my anger
To before the secret sadness
To before empty glances and blank stares

I wish you would let me love you
I wish you'd tell me what's wrong
I wish we could ignore each other's past
And start over brand new

Te tengo y te extraño
Mi corazón arde de la soledad
Y mi alma anhela tu presencia
Porque en tus ojos encuentro la felicidad