Do you know how much I love you? I used to pray that you would love me back. But now I pray that I will wake up having forgotten the particular shade of your eyes. I pray that I will forget the unmistakable sound of your laugh. I pray that I will forget the way your lips formed my name. I pray that I will forget the way your hair smelled, the way it fell across your eyes just so. I pray that I will forget the intoxicating scent of your skin. I pray that I will forget the warmth of your hands. I used to pray that you would love me back. But at this point I love you so much that I pray I will wake up and forget you even exist just to escape the pain.

gift once someone i loved gave me a box of darkness this scared me the only thing i knew how to do was to cut ties i did not want their box of darkness so i ceased to love them i thought they wanted to hurt me or break me or they would not have given me their box of darkness i thought if they truly loved me they would have given me a gift not a box of darkness a gift full of light would have proved to me that they truly cared that they loved me as they claimed too someone i loved once gave me a box of darkness it took me years to realize that this too was a gift

Yo te amé una vez

April 24