Reach 4 your soul

This past weekend was a little packed, went out a bunch of times, got together with family and friends, got Birria for breakfast and still, got time to hold the moment and reflect. It felt good. The best part was, I was I. From here to there (And back again). A have the day off tomorrow, I don't need to get up early in the morning and prepare to go to work and my weekday routine. I'm currently in bed, typing a few words and getting ready to close my eyes and disconnect from my feelings and thoughts, from all that makes me.. I did not turn off the alarm so when it goes off. Pleonasm. I will tap the stop button and go back to sleep. Just because, I can. It will definitively feel good. It's not every Monday that I get a chance to look straight at its eyes and say: "Not Today". It feels like I can be me all day.  In a way or, in some ways or, in one way. It's kinda sad.

There were moments, just moments, to you. I believed in you, you sounded genuine and sincere. I thought you cared. It's okay, I handcuffed myself, to you. I didn't know what I was getting myself into until it was too late. No tomorrow, no hope. I thought I was reaping love but I have nothing to show for it; there's no connection, no friendship, no support, no nothing... Was there ever? I guess there is no other path for me to take. I truly have no other choice. It's okay. I will never forget you.  There will be no judgement, prejudice or hard feelings, from my behalf. I guess I tend to pull the scar off, time and time again. Stay well (my friend); Time will never tell....   Sometimes the only choice left to do is to stop caring. Make a pace and move forward no matter how it hurts because there is no reason to stay anymore.   -Nova Rosa (?)

I'm in need of a miracle. Every day. Everything hangs in the balance. Every day.