jueves, 30 de agosto de 2018

domingo, 26 de agosto de 2018

martes, 21 de agosto de 2018

The future leaves a print

Every night,
my pillow remembers the shape of my body
and my body imagines the shape of your hands.

lunes, 13 de agosto de 2018

Letter to all my ex boyfriends

They say around that to live in peace you need to learn how to say goodbye.

They also say that this is something you deal with by yourself.

So I've grabbed my notebook and my fancy fountain pen and I've started writing my farewell speech to say goodbye to you (or to my memories of you, of all of you) so they can find a place in that space inside of my skull where pain doesn't hurt anymore.

I let you go with love. Believe me when I say that I want the best for you. I want you to find a way to be happy being yourself.

That's why I choose to smile when I think of you. I love you, I loved you all as much as I possibly could, in my own, weird, dysfunctional way.

It's funny though, if you think about it. We had all the ingredients and what a mess we made!

Hahaha.. Ahh.. Now I wave my handkerchief at the station with the smile of someone who says goodbye to a relative who stayed a bit too long.

¡Adiós! <3

martes, 7 de agosto de 2018

miércoles, 1 de agosto de 2018