𝔖𝔬𝔣𝔦𝔞'𝔰 𝔇𝔦𝔤𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔩 𝔇𝔦𝔞𝔯𝔶

Irish Goodbye  And I know you wish I was dead, It would be easier for you to forget. But time remembers the why, And your eyes still get wet when you stare into mine. So yes, you will remember everything that passed. For the sentences you left unsaid, For the cries you didn’t attend, And the promises you did not keep. 

  Nostalgia When I think about nostalgia,   All it reminds me of is: you.   The only person I've literally and deeply felt it for was..  You... I moved on, don't get me wrong but, Whenever those raindrops start falling, My brain associates them to our slow car rides during fall time. Those times remind me what it felt like to be home, with someone "new".   I 've released the part of me you got to know when the leaves left their homes. However, I do think of how it could've been , w ith the parts of me that,  You haven't met before.   I imagine your smile and our eyes meeting on the low,  Slowly being surrounded by rosey cheeks we couldn't really turn off. Suddenly imploding in a timid laughter,  Not knowing what to say after our repetitive: << What are you laughing for? >>.    Jokingly touching our hands, pretending it was too cold for the lighter to light up alone. Chatting about our friends, reminding ourselves of how ...

  More Than A Counterfit   More than a counterfeit,  that's what you wanted me to believe.   Suffering in silence  for all the secrets that you keep.   Underground mental strategy, I should've called the police.   Freezing cold that night I've.. I started bleeding underneath; bleeding for all the pain you caused, not caring about my safety.   Making sure I was getting colder though, while you was hoping you didn't had to rescue me. 

  The Crossroads I feel like I'm being split Two different timelines in front of me One reminds me of the past but it feels so different from me.   It tries to hold me hostage with  memories, Memories that never belonged  to me.   False hope, false love and broken promises. Nothing has ever changed since then. The little kid in me, the naivety, the circumstances,    Got me to choose, something that was never there to begin with.   Wanted me to chase a dream. Preventing me to see that I was living in it.  Preventing me to see that I needed to start being it. So I did. I choose Me.           

In Another Universe   That day I cried. I cried so hard it took me three days to get back the usual shape of my eyes. But, I didn't tell you how I was feeling.   You wandered.. "How can she move on so fast from me?" "I didn't".  Is what I would tell you if you were here.   My mind went into shock the first time you laid eyes on me. It was the first time somebody didn't look at me in a lustful way.   It was the first time I felt the look of love over me.   We were on a similar journey.   I had met my Counterfit months before you came along. And you did the same. But we just didn't know.   We both were on a specific journey of learning our lessons in love and, the day I met you, I could feel it, but could not find the words to explain it. We could say that, it was "too good to be true".   We were not so different from each other.. You looked like the perfect gentleman. Mature, responsible, kind, patient.   Only good traits, seemingly. ...

  Young Stars We all come from broken places. We all look for a light that seems unreachable. We all feel special but not appreciated. We all have lost someone. We all have magic in our hearts and vessels.   We all deserve a chance. We all deserve a second one. The first one will help us see the light, a glimpse of what we can achieve. The second one; is for when our eyes dried out from the tears and, we actually see crystal clear. Without blurred out lines. Or lights or; lies.