September 29, 2011

you and i

We were never together. We were never apart.

inspiration dry spell

The writing spark was gone
and even when I was living dramatic times,
tears brought no inspiration,
they were merely a prop.
So I dried them and tried to move on,
I wanted to write
but it all seemed so wrong.
Where did my inspiration go?

Weeks went by,
paper still blank
Is this the end of the letting it all out?

September 26, 2011

mother cried

Mother cried reminiscing of the past,
“the tougher times”,
where there was no money
but there was love.
She remembered the fight,
the saving, us being born
and the beloved family vacations.
I didn’t remember much of that,
but I still cried,
because that’s the first time I ever heard her complain about being sad.

good days

 "I can't remember life without him. I think I did have good days..."
-Maria Mena

September 24, 2011

this being that i am

I tried listening and singing at the top of my lungs the saddest songs and still no tears. I think you made it, you left me as a dry and emotion-less being.

September 23, 2011

where to begin?

I want to believe again. 
I want to have hope.
I want to believe in love.
I want to believe it's all true.
I want to believe again. 
And I just don't know what to do.

September 3, 2011

random messages

I don't know if it's destiny, a coincidence or just that our hearts are connected but sometimes when I feel horribly sad and I shed my first tear I get a random message from you, and at least for that second when I  see your name on my screen I feel so much better. Thank you.