New leaves are sprouting in the gardens,
and clouds are hurrying across the sky...
Without you, the Earth feels empty,
but you, you are flying...
and the stars shower you with their tenderness.
Without you, the Earth feels empty,
how am I to endure this eternity alone?
Y en ese abismo suspendido,
donde el tiempo olvidaba su
deber,
te sentí en todas partes, no
solo contra mí, sino en los
espacios silenciosos a los que
nunca permitiría que nadie
llegara.
Había una calidez, una atracción
que ardía lentamente,
como si tu cercanía le estuviera
I think the saddest #letters
are the ones you never send
the apologies,
the “I miss you,”
the “you mattered more than I said”
they just sit in your chest
and learn how to hurt quietly.
#vss365
#vss365#letter
When letters he sent returned unread,
his heart ached as it filled with dread.
He searched all his life till the very end,
closed his eyes and saw his lost friend,
at peace as she helped him transcend.
#paranormal#angels#miracles
I still write you #letters
in the margins of my sleep
inked with things
my mouth was too loyal to say,
and every morning
I wake up guilty
for loving you
in a language you never learned
#vss365
Your silences
Brushed with their fingertips
All my feelings—will there be
Another time for us?
Drain me of the blood
Of hope
Because silence seeps into me
Unvarnished
Emptiness
Stay with me
Forgive me
Erosión en cámara lenta
danza calma del desmoramiento
ruina que no tiene prisa
porque la prisa nos lleva
al inminente silencio
qué arte extraño es este de hacer
ceniza lo bello
encaje que se evapora
al menor roce de los dedos
así nosotros
deshechos
finales
‘A Heart That Writes’
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