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I hear birds,

feel the warmth of the sun

and day dreaming under the spring haze

that enters through the windows

lightening up my day.

21.3.26

I convinced myself for way too long,

perhaps hopeful, perhaps wrong.

But finally it felt distinctly clear

that me, myself and I,

convinced no more,

that love was not to be believed.

And then that dark and truthful day,

it dawned on me,

that perhaps I was indeed mistakenly wrong,

That actually, it is love

that did not believe in me.

10.5.26

Restock

Reload

Reflect

Aim higher

Shoot

Go

4.3.26

Una cosita de tu vida,

una cosita de mi vida,

una cosita de nuestras vidas,

una cosita que se acaba.

A little piece of your life,

a little piece of mine,

a little piece of our lives,

a little piece that ends in time.

8.11.25

united through death

not divided

united through grief

not divided

united through love

not divided

divided through hate

not united

3.8.25

There was a time before you and the after.

The space between time and time

a blur of emotional responses

completely out of my sane control.

M you were the one that was meant to be

like indelible ink on a page of

a love story that never ends

But now lives its own journey on and on.

Two hearts that collided, bleeding as they said goodbye.

M it wouldn’t do us justice to never have loved.

To not have all the pain forever

but I still wouldn’t trade those seven years to have nothing at all.

So many years you still dominate my mind, my heart, my sadness and joy.

Some days, M thoughts pop into my mind, reminders, memories, places.

Some days I frantically search the internet like a lost soul looking for updates of your life

Stalker vibes hidden away behind a screen

M when I made a decision for a clean break

my heart broke even more than before.

Shattered into pieces in a strange land

far away where no one could see.

There’s been loves after you M.

There’s been joy.

Flickers of hope and possibilities.

But my dear M, they have never been the same.

You remain and you always will,

and it’s ok, I guess M, because it meant it was

Real

True

Love

And I’ll be forever beholden with those seven years with you,

that meant I haven’t lost the experience of being loved and to love immensely

Thank you M.

Forevermore.

1.11.25

collides

with reality

Run

Pace yourself

Never turn

back

A vision

of reality

sucumbed

to that

of a life

being fulfilled

Today

10.12.24

Does one decide not to

open up ones heart

Does one open up to the connection,

or do we run.

Open up and potentially fail.

But to have love or give love,

surely isn’t a fail anyways

Do you sit and flourish in the beauty

or does one sit in the shadows of a broken soul,

always.

What if he’s the person.

What if he’s looking for you,

and you are at peace with all of him.

Should we embrace the possibility

come what may.

Or should we retract back into

the safety of solitude

a safe place that we have constructed

to avoid at all cost, pain.

What if when you look into his eyes

he’s willing you to say yes.

What if two lost souls,

find each other.

1.1.25