Prose in the form of a rose
It is a rather beautiful thing
To be vulnerable
The act of allowing the world
To see your utter rawness
The colors that make you unique
The soft grin that lays on your cheeks
My soul rises when I witness this powerful connection
It unlocks an invisible door
One that leads to a deeper channel
Hidden verses within each matter
When I leave my friends late from the bar
They ask for a text
Because our reality is that as a female
We might not make it home
Conscious of our surroundings
Distrustful of the darkness
I have the keys ready within my fist
Eleven eleven
The world rushes
As I remain quiet
Only in solitude
I can rise higher
Will you hold my hand
During this divine hour
The world conspires
As we grow fonder
Fue muy fácil olvidarte
Ya que te fuiste sin decir adiós
Un amor de cobarde
Disfrazado en ilusión
Si algo de ti aprendí
Es no sufrir por quien se decide ir
Mientras espera que tu sigas ahi
Cada amor es una lección
Todos caímos bajo el mismo sol
Now instead of saying
I don’t have time for that
I will start saying to myself
This is not a priority
With the change of words
I will react and hold myself accountable
At times we can be our own worst enemies
Being the ones who hold ourselves behind
Action will always supersede words
My only goal for today
Is to work on my growth
Some realizations just hit you
Like lightning in a dark night
A couple of years ago
I was driving home
One of the red lights
Gave me a chance to get out of my web of puzzled thoughts
I read somewhere
“You never fall in love twice
The first time it was love
And the second time you fall in love with the memories”
That was the day I realized
I was holding onto something that was no longer there
Experience is the most brutal teacher
Yet it gives you the deepest lessons
I want to be loved
But not to be tamed
Let me fly
Spread freely my wings
Someone who shares what I dream
I crave a love that some say seizes to exist
But if we were to be a myth
It wouldn’t mind
As long as we both write our own story
