Her mind is a map,

extending for miles.

She’s constantly lost in thought,

but never in direction.

Knowing exactly where she's been,

where she currently is,

and where she's going.

She’s made up of rusted nails,

sparkling glitter,

and VHS tapes.

Standing knee deep in textbooks

She picks up the one on Anatomy.

And is transported into a world

Of human dissection and unbelievable diseases

with lengthy names.

She may not know what happens after death,

or If there are any other worlds up in space,

but that’s what she thinks about

when she’s lost in her thoughts

Trying to find her way back.

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Es volver a vivìr

Vivir en el dìa cuando llegaste
Ese dia quería vivir mil veces
Otra ves

Pero pensando al dia que me dejaste
Me deja
Casi quebrada
Casi en làgrimas. 

Keeping Stars.

Her eyes are the stars 
that form constellations

The brightest of all

You've seen,

By far

Her voice is in the ocean breeze

If you listen closely you can hear her
The sound is crisp 
like winter

Warm 
like summer

Her touch 

Is in the rays of the sun

Her laugh is in

your favorite song

Too bad she won't be here for long

She's the happiness you never knew
Never will know

But could have known

If you let it show
and let her know

That you see the universe in her eyes
And that you weren't ready 
to say goodbye.