The sliver of light widened as he entered
A cold draft followed by a gentle thump and a warm body
Half asleep, she laced her limbs with his
she drifted off to a gently thumping lullaby
enveloped in the armor of his arms

The Heart

it starts in the SA node
electrical impulses travel through purkinje fibers
causing muscles to contract and valves to shut

I know how it works I know why it works
but I can't explain how
it makes me feel to be wrapped up in your arms
hearing that familiar sound

I cant't explain why P wave, QRS wave and T wave
make me feel this way about you

I can't explain the gentle tug as you leave
why it hurts to miss you
why my chest swells when you're here

anhelo de mi país

It's funny how I get homesick for a place I didn't live very long from a place I've lived for years. Tonight I found myself skyping with a few of my favorite friends then overcome by my desire for Lomo Saltado. Listening to Salsa surrounded by the distinct aroma of Lomo screaming across the kitchen to a friend on skype in Spanish, for a few moments it felt like home.

After our discussion in English class today I was more aware of how I behave in one language versus another. In Spanish I'm more emotive; I gesture more, I laugh louder and I use more explicatives. Words satisfyingly roll off my tongue. I think in my second language I have to be more intentional about what I say and take more notice of euphemisms than in English. Spanish sounds prettier than English.
Spanish is a good language for falling in love...

Cooking Playlist:
Mas - Nelly Furtado
Que Tengo Hacer - Omega
25 Horas Al Dia- Juan Luis Guerra
En Un Solo Dia- Wason Brazoban
Cuando Me Enamoro- Enrique Inglesias
Guapa- Diego Torres
Te Amo - Makano
Tu No Eres Para Me- Fanny Lu
Todo Mi Corazon- DLG
Yo No Se Manana - Luis Enrique

"Y tengo tanto que aprender
en este camino insierto
las hojas del árbol caen
tu amor me guía siempre.

En este cielo
contigo estoy
siento que vuelo
contigo estoy."
- Soledad, El Tiempo Pasa

sometimes we get lucky.

we were each other's bridges

I needed you to make me feel safe again
you needed someone to make you feel less alone

I needed someone to tell my story to
you needed someone to understand

I needed hope
you needed faith

I needed someone who wasn't afraid
you needed to remember being cared for

we couldn't have a happily ever after together,
but because of each other,
we might just get that happy ending with someone else

I didn't love you but you changed me,
thank you for breaking my silence

this girl

somewhere along the way I became this girl
I don't recognize her

she's not like the old one,
people tell her secrets
seek her advice and hope she'll reassure them

she's not afraid of much anymore
after everything she's been through
there's not much left to scare her anymore

this girl gets angry more easily
but she's a better listener
she doesn't know if anything will feel the same again

she's alone
she's broken
but her fractures have begun to heal
into something stronger than she ever could have been before

Little did I know that in my Mom's struggle with cancer, I too became an expert. Recently, an adult I very much admire's brother was diagnosed with lymphoma. Before she even had to say a word I recognized the look on her face. Scared shit-less and trying to pretend everything will be ok. We sat down to talk and she asked my advice.