

Sometimes I feel alone in a room filled of multiple people …
Sometimes my mind wanders into visions.. Visions I didn’t even know existed.
Sometimes I tend to glance in the rear view mirror at everything and anything I have lost.
Sometimes my unconscious mind catches me off guard, questioning am I the reason I do not have a male best friend anymore.
Sometimes I have altercations within myself, I think and I believe that I did my part as the best friend/ sister I claim to be.
Sometimes my pride asks “Am I too strong?”
Sometimes I let my thoughts run for days but they just pile up aside.
Sometimes my heart pleads to be found by a match, but not just any match..
a match that is not just a Lover yet a close friend too,
one that I can be completely disgusting, funny, and beautiful with,
a being that takes the time and commits dedication into learning about me,
one that is romantic and feisty all together …
Sometimes I overwhelm myself and push my sensitivity aside..
Letting any and all softness seep back into its shell,
Leaving the hard exterior.. where it does not matter …
Sometimes my thoughts just have to be expressed, but not to anyone.
And writing always makes everything better,
Poetry’s a way of life and a passion …
AnaConsueloRosario
<3

I use to read word up magazines, salt n pepper and heavy D up in the limousine. 💘
(Source: gkrsofreshsoclean, via thatkidshahid)