the silence at the empty cafe
echoed b e t w e e n  u s
the distance we built
wanting or not

a tear felt like a river
spirits clenching a phantom fist
knowing i’ll rise
and things will change

You said ‘The world,’
–‘Not again.’ I whispered,
hurt but certain,
Your smile, a painful echo.

A haunting silence hungers,
Behind a storm’s relentless roar,
The uncertainty of what, who, where,
But knowing the why.

Coldness fading for the final time,
For us to melt away,
And let us dream
Of a tomorrow more bright.

The laughter stopped,
the hug, an echo
of emptiness
and lingering warmth.

I know it’s for the better,
I know it, but the pain cuts deep.
I know now i’ll be happier
yet, it still hurts

I cradle you in my hand,
Guiding my present with hope,
With strength, you embrace me,
Revealing that to strive, I must unfurl and fly.

And you, beside my head,
Whisper songs of a brighter morrow,
A happy-sad reflection on enduring,
With our past, smiling, never surrendering,

And at last, you, near my heart,
Encompassing the entire orchestra,
Leading me home, my sanctuary,
The unfolding future,
Everything we ever dreamt of.

My present, my past,
And my future,
With me, forever and always.

A Caro, Sol y Jaz ❤

It’s sad to think,
One can’t see the twist
In their tricky words,
And innocence dismissed.

Winter’s done, and
Summer’s so still,
Fall seeks revenge,
Spring weeps at their will.

It’s wild how much
They cling to a thread,
Of a love in the past,
Now long gone, but not dead.

And it’s sad to see
A special thing hidden in sadness
Hoping to hug something fading
An ember you’re the only one keeping alive

Time has bled together,
Brushes and strokes of us,
Hoping we’ve been understanding
What the past meant
And what the future will bring.

Hold me tight
Before I fade away,
Hold me close
Before I forget how I got here.

Close my eyes without those maybes,
Nor sometimes,
Nor somewhens,
Nor somewheres.

We exist,
We persist,
We endure.

And no, I don’t want
Any faded glimpse
Into worlds
Not meant for us.

We don’t need to pretend
We’re made of something else;
A rose is a rose by any other name.

los dos afuera de casa
vino el auto y te subiste
me quedé un ratito afuera mirando a la nada
me sentí vacío por un ratito,
terminé el pucho
-y sonreí
y volví a entrar feliz
porque no somos uno
ni vos,
ni yo

somos nosotros

I want for both of us to look down,
and to realize that we are smiling
without seeing each other’s faces.

So, I’m going to keep pushing into me
the things that are trying to get out,
and when there’s no more room,
I’ll put them in a bag
and throw them in the river.

look at it this way;
in the end, maybe that hole in my chest will help me to keep growing, and tomorrow things will hurt less.

And I bid you farewell with a goodbye,
but one of those that are more like ‘see you soon’.
everything is going to be all right,
everything will be better,

when the cold is gone.