by Guadalupe L., 15 years old.
Moon
I feel like the moon
alone, abandoned, without anyone.
With me, the day comes, the sun rises
and it does not help me through the night that I spent alone.
The stars hate me
I don’t know why,
I only know that my love has been rejected
and that the world is over for my heart.
I Love You
I want you to dream with stars
and I want each star to scream at you: I Love You!
so that you open your heart with more illusion
and I do not have to suffer for your love.
My Best Friend
I miss you like you cannot imagine
you are the person that makes me feel in peace
with you I can be myself
I can tell you my problems without further hesitation.
You help me to calm my soul,
not to mourn, not to despair.
You’re the person I trust most
and I want you to come back to tell you I need you
and I need your advices, your hugs,
and that I want you to always be by my side as my best friend.