ahhhhhh sooo good
some books, a mattress on the ground, that happens to be a book shelf
a small studio apartment, i wanna live like this at some point
the end
someone once told me
of romeo and juliet, their story
so vibrant, full of life, and glory
outstanding love, never ending
so much power, and withstanding
anything, everything
but i was naive then
i simply laughed it off
for i was broken, hurt
and thought, it was absurd
man i was stupid
-Humberto Jaimes
if only i could be
once again, a child
careless and free
id build us a fort
get in baby, hurry
why cant you see
that here, nothing
can touch us
for its impenetrable
you wouldnt ask questions
for then, we didnt need answers
only dreams, aspirations
ambition and inspiration
only then, could we be
truly free
and now i sit sadly
under these cotton sheets
wondering
why they no longer
make me feel free
why they no longer
protect me
-Humberto Jaimes
sad thoughts in my head
with a smile on my face
its real, its true
because im thinking of you
something
that i never thought possible
and someday
i can leave this world alive
but only if i die,
by your side
-Humberto Jaimes
the sun is falling now
the moon is making way
or is it the other way around?
ive lost track, of night and day
i guess it must be
this stubborn sunset
not letting,
the moon take its place
for i see both
the wise sun
telling me things
that ill never forget
it tells me not to fret
it tells me, to let go of my pride
and simply set it aside
to know, that what will be
will be, whatever that may be
but the moon, ha the moon,
it whispers your name
it begs me,
to be by your side
to not let go of my pride
but to put it in your hands
it pulls this roaring tide
wave after wave onto a barren land
that is nothing without you
because im wandering the streets
in a world you created, its true
how things have changed
step in to my head, and see
how im restless in bed
thinking only of you
now look through my eyes
look into the skies
where the sun and the moon
fight for my attention
though its all given to the stars
because around me, they are falling
while im standing here wishing
on every single one
with the world spinning, madly
and im wishing,
only to be with you
these stars, falling
so deafening
leaving scars
that are neverending
streaks of light
in this night sky
like silent teardrops
etched on the faces
that look up to them
-Humberto Jaimes
give a shit about money
i dont care if im dirt poor, my entire life
i care about being free
being happy
making others happy
i care about you and me
material things, and money
will not define me
my smile
and the smile of others around me
will make me, what i am meant to be
whatever that may be
