Time
is the cruelest thing
that it managed
to convince me
there is
always more of it
even as it's falling
through my fingers
I knew we had problems
that we were focused
on taking each other
than neither of us paid
any attention to our
personal ruins
I guess
I always just thought
we had time
I never felt
that it was too late
until the day it was
—the reason I always check the clock since you left
ESTÁS LEYENDO
an ocean of teardrops
PoesíaI avoid surfaces with reflections, avoid facing reality. At the sea, where I last washed away my scars only to have them appear in different places, different faces. And so I try comforting myself through imaginary conversations with the people I lo...
