Bowl of spaghetti
Posted by Ana Castillo on Friday, July 1, 2011
Why do onions make us cry?
Our hearts are often attached to the so perfect
Blinding us from reality
The fact that one day it will all be gone.
I'm standing in the kitchen in front of the stove
And I remember a phone call from 4 years ago
Advice on cooking, something I rarely do
But just today, I find myself in this situation
Again, here, no advice
The memories from the first time haunt me
I can't even remember what I did
It is as though my knowledge left with she who adviced me
My spaghetti doesn't taste as great as it did before
Did it once or twice, but it never tasted this dry
It never felt so painfull not to remember...
But just when the light is gone
You should always look back
Because the advice is never gone unless
You want it to be gone.
It will not be the end
But tomorrows bowl will be even better
Road Full of Crosses
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