Treasure Island

Nestor David Armas


No Other...

It's been awhile now

Time has passed; I don't know how,

I've risen and fallen

With all these thoughts I'm haulin',

Memories that won't fade

For they were very very well made,

And no matter how much I look

In every alley crack and nook,

There is no other

Like you, why bother?

Every KB I inquire

I regretfully set on fire,

For they are all smoke

You are the straw that on the camel's back broke,

More than you I'll never love

Not puppies nor rainbows from above,

Tying all my loose ends

Strings that together a rope mends,

Noose for my weary heart

Beating slower the longer we're apart,

It's been known time heals all

But since last Fall,

I've picked at this scab

Bitter sweet pain I keep adding to my tab,

Sometimes I burst

At times laughter but when tears; those are the worst,

Mixed grab bag

Between emotions the most surreal lag,

Echoes of you will always be with me

And in every fresh new day your smile I will see...


Submitted: Sunday, December 09, 2012

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