I Fell in Love with Someone Else’s Man

Damn!
The first word of a fool.
When will I learn to accept things forbidden?
That I cannot have what I want when I want.

Damn!
In the name of being honest.
When will I realize that you’re not mine?
Should’ve stopped looking for the sign of the hopeful seeker.

Damn!
thought I saw forever in you
Yet, I cannot just leave whenever I want
and come back whenever I want when I wanted to.

Damn!
I lost the bet of love
I fell in love with someone else’s man.
I’m sorry I’m late – too early for the next show.

Damn!
In this state of eternal damnation
Probably have to wake up in this dream
Live in the moment of what’s rightfully in store today.

Damn!
When all is said and done
An einsteinette in your metaphorical knock out round
In a counterfeit diamond for a counterfeit emotion of lies.

Damn!
The last word of a dope.
I see the horizon in bliss and contentment
Now that I see you clearer in smoke and mirror.

At the end of the day, the only person to blame here is me.
I’m sorry, it is my fault – I fell in love with someone else’s man.

For Everyone Who’s Ever Loved Someone They Weren’t Supposed To…

Smell the bouquet of deceits.

This one’s for you.
It’s okay not to be okay.
Go ahead, cry and eat some cake.
Never mind the bitter taste.

Just be like, drinking alone in the moonlight
Or let it run like a river.
Sing your favorite heartbreak tune – our national anthem,
Go dancing crazy like Taylor’s or like no one’s watching.

You don’t need a man;
You don’t need a woman
To satisfy you.
Go ahead, do it solo: try a different panache.

Set free from the remnants left on the kitchen floor
The tears in the rain will dry soon
The scars will become your stars
Mark my word: You will be better than fine.

And if they come back like you’re the last option,
Raise one finger in the air,
Give a blank stare,
Walk proudly: they deserve it!

For everyone who’s ever loved someone they weren’t supposed to
I know, it is hard at first
but the pain imprinted on your skin like a tattoo
will be your art, somehow, someday soon.



II

Do not pick up the breadcrumbs unintentionally drop on the road
They’re leftovers; no longer edible.
Chin up! Do not slouch.
Smile, you’re the winner; they’re the loser.

Hear them whine,
That’s the job of a swine.
Let them mourn for their lost,
While you are sitting on a throne made of dime.

If your love was not reciprocated,
Flip your hair, don’t give a sigh.
Show some tranquility,
and never turn back.

Be like a soldier
Trained to fight by night
Throw the grenade
To shut them up in throwing some shade.

Be like a kite
Look how high you can fly
But always remember to not lose grip on the string in your hands
As you look back when you fall.

For everyone who’s ever loved someone they weren’t supposed to:
You are not alone.
Let’s circumnavigate Bermuda Triangle
Not to be puzzled, but to celebrate the mystery of life.

Heads up!
Be gay!
Together, let’s get out from the blue bed of lies.
It’s time to stop the rain from falling.