I like the way…

I like the way you don’t like crowds
how you prefer
To be more… Intimate.
I like the color your eyes
Turn when there’s a full moon
And I’m begging for a smile.
I like how your hair shines
Even more than the sun.
I like how shy
you are
How you close your eyes when we kiss
How you stay there just listening
Barely talking
But making yourself notice
Somehow.

I may like you
Or I may like me.
The “us” may scare me
And the end could clear it
But nevermind the sad days
Shine, beauty, even when it rains.

Conversations with a broken lady #7

‘I can’t take it anymore,’ she told me that sunny day, ‘I found myself hiding from people of my past everyday, people talk about everything without knowing the most little thing and that scares me. I don’t want to be a marginal, I just want to be happy like everyone else, I don’t know how they do it, all this fakeness, the big and hiding lies, it is too much for me. This world is too cruel to me.’
‘You should stop caring about what others will think and start looking for what you really need’, I told her as the waves began to grow, ‘People are bad to each other; poor people are bad to poor people, rich people are bad to rich people and viceversa. We can’t really like everyone I think and that’s too bad, but there’s nothing we can do sometimes so you just have to let it happen, let it flow through your mind, soul and body and try to get up every morning and fight the world back. You can’t worry about everything, it would just be self torture, stop thinking that much and just act, act and let it happen.’

Tired tears

Hiding behind an old lady
You could feel the tears
Touch her skin
Creating a river of pain
And forgiveness
That ended in her hazy lips.
The weird thing about this young girl
Was that you could even smell the tears that were falling from her tired eyes
Tired of fighting life back
Tired of been bad treated
By ignorants that don’t appreciate her magic.
I looked at her from the back
Of the bus
Hiding herself from society
And I could see a magnificent human being
That needed closure
Stitches in her broken parts
That will make her feel free again
And so she can make this world better
By smiling to the forever.

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