What exactly am I looking for In those crispy eyes? A bit of your soul? A reflection of my own? But all I see is Emptiness Disgust Not even a hint of remorse..
And I… I gave you Everything My time My mind My heart I gave you my all Without contemplating My soul.
Yet all I see Are those crispy eyes. Not even a smile Just an empty carcass No love, no sentiment Nothing Is this really goodbye?
Rosalva Ruiz (SuperNova)
Born in Weslaco, Texas in 1981. As an introvert, she realized that her best way to express her in-depth thinking with people is by writing. Some of her works have been published in “ECHOES, AN ATHOLOGY” by MPL Writing Circle, The Chachalaca Review, Gnashing Teeth Publishing and Prachya Review. Some of her other works are written in her personal blog https://theendthereforethebeginning.com . Other than that, she is just a regular mom.
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