Some Things Never Change

I clenched my cup of coffee hard with both hands in hopes that my hands will stop shaking, and I take a look at the time on my phone. 9:03 “Breath Miguel, remember you wanted this”, I tell myself wishing my nerves would calm down. You see, although it’s autumn and it’s chilly, I am... Continue Reading →


Man in the Mirror 

I've seen him around, he is taller, slimmer, seems to light up the room when he walks in. I've seen him in my old lover's arms. I'd like to say that I am envious, but in reality, my heart is cheering them on. How can I be envious when all I've wanted was for him... Continue Reading →

The Rest Is Still Unwritten.

  If you were ask my fiends to describe me, they would say that I'm as clumsy, loyal, that I have a contagious dorky laugh, I am way too caring, shamefully... somewhat of a princess (it's not my fault that I know what I want), and that I have a little ADHD problem. Okay who am I kidding, I have a... Continue Reading →

Breaking Your Own Heart.

I've felt this before, this heart wrenching, nauseous, balls so far up your throat you can't breath feeling. Never is a thousand years did I think I would be living this again, never in a million years did I think I would be responsible for this. I've lost him, I fucked up and lost him.... Continue Reading →

The Way He looks at Me

“You is kind. You is smart. You is important.” ― Kathryn Stockett, The Help       5:30 am, I still have half and hour before the alarm goes off. Regardless of how early it is, I feel well rested and at peace, which is weird because I have not woken up in my own home. I turn over expecting... Continue Reading →

Ghosts of Exes Past

Dating  to me is a big mystery and honestly, it's a lot of work that I am tired of putting in. You talk to someone for two weeks, you try your hardest to get to know more about this person, try to impress them, show them what you have to offer, and then all of a... Continue Reading →


“Every traveler has a home of his own, and he learns to appreciate it the more from his wandering.” ― Charles Dickens I don’t know at exactly what moment I started feeling happy again or how even. I was so caught up in knowing what I did wrong, that being happy was the least of... Continue Reading →

Words From my Mother

When I was little, I remember my mother sitting me down and telling me that you can’t force your heart to love someone, that love is something that happens and you can’t control. I didn’t know what she meant by it back then. I know now that she was only trying to warn me, prepare... Continue Reading →

Wait for the day.

“Miguel are you okay, you seem quiet today. Usually we can’t smack that smile off your face.”“Yeah, I’m just tired.” But I’m not. I try to be…..I know I have to be, for me, for the people that my smile actually brightens up their day. For my mom who is worried 24/7. For my sister,... Continue Reading →

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