I want to spend summer with you
to learn how your touch feels
and to know the origin of your scars

I want to make you smile
to wipe your tears
and be the only thing you miss

I want to watch all your favorite movies on repeat
to listen to your heartbeat
and to play with your hair

I am tired all the time
and want to just lay on my bed
with nothing meaningful in my head
but then I think of you

and my eyes
are wet
again

On the bedside table
I find just a an empty tissue box
beneath the bed hidden pair of used socks
so I just stare at the ceiling

trying to figure out
What the hell is this feeling
trying to remembe the last time
life actually had a meaning

If I just stay like that
maybe the bed will swallow me
definitely the easier option
than again trying to be

Is there without you
any
me?

they say you look just like your father
and yet I still try to copy my mother
her movements and her thoughts
I try to like the same things she loves

I can't be so brave as is she,
and yet she is everything I always wanted to be.
I carry in me the rage of my  father
and the uspoken words of my mother

I am my mother’s daughter.
I carry the bag with all her unfulfilled dreams.
I wipe her imaginary tears
and help to cook her meals

And yet still, I am an awful cooker.
I get ***** each one of my dresses.
She just smiles about everything I messes—
instead of me, you should look at her.

I would sell my soul for her happiness,
ask for anything and it's yours.
I just want the wrinkles on her face
to be caused by a smile.

Be ready to say "goodbye"
When you have the guts to say "hello"