the beginning of the end

she grabs me by my waist and kisses me

i want her so bad i feel dizzy

but i’m sorry, my phone keeps going off

i must answer it, i am scared to get caught

her kisses down my neck are distracting

as i dig in my purse, my phone i’m extracting

i must answer it

i must break away from this kiss

before the phone call i miss….

i push her away and answer my phone

my mom is on the other end, wondering when i’m coming home

“the mall has closed two hours ago

“why are you still out, are you alone?”

i reply

with a heavy sigh

“no, i am with a friend

“my coworker, jess

“remember i mentioned her…”

she replies, “sure i guess”

she tells me to come home soon

“it’s getting late, you have school tomorrow, you should be asleep in your room”

i hang up, and adjust my clothes

i tell jess that i have to go home

and then she turns up the music and goes

i sit in the passenger seat

thinking about all the lies i’ve hissed through my teeth

sneaking around

i feel lost again, i want to be found

© 2014 Vic Romero

I don’t know why I never published this…I hope you enjoyed it 🙂

Raw Write

I’m hurting a lot.

The family that I feel I had last year…my support group…well it doesn’t exist anymore. At least it doesn’t feel like it.

My ex doesn’t even wanna be friends, my best friend rarely acknowledges my texts…all my other close friends are in different states far away and I feel alone because I haven’t established another solid support group.

I have friends, but I feel weird talking about things that are actually bothering me with them. I can talk to my RA about things that are bothering me, but I can’t really be friends with her because she’s my RA.

I feel alone…scared…and rejected.

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I want the kind of love that makes time

The love that I’m certain is all mine

I want the kind of love that doesn’t toy with my emotions

The love that doesn’t make me cry enough to fill oceans

I want the kind of love that satisfies what I believe I deserve

I’m sad to realize that I don’t think that kind of love will be from her…

Maybe in a matter of time…

Because time brings change

Maybe she can be what I need

Or maybe she’s not fit to end up with me

But I know what I want now…after failing a second time

I want love that regardless of what happens in each of our lives

That love will always be there for me…through thick and thin

That love won’t commit any sins

That love will always find time

And that love will always be forever mine

© 2014 Vic Romero

About the poem…

Last night I got trashed at an insane party, was approached by two interested guys, and cried myself to sleep.

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A Happy Hump Day and Some Hairy Subjects

I had a really great day today, one of the best days I’ve had in weeks.

I woke up this morning with no message or call from my ex (I had asked to talk to her last night) so instead of just…waiting…I sent her an open and honest text about what has been bothering me because in the other text I sent her, I acted like everything was fine when it wasn’t. I’m still waiting for a reply but I’m just glad that I got it off my chest because I feel more proactive and in control rather than just waiting to get shit on.

After that, I had class and although nothing special happened, I had a great time after that.

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