Poem: Skies of Texas

Skies of Texas

 

 

You and I know very well

of those two hundred and fifty

miles between us;

too many roads,

too many hours,

too many gallons of gas,

and too many cups of coffee.

 

At night we’d hear each other’s voice;

I would listen to you sing,

I would make you laugh,

and we’d gaze at those stars—

too many stars, like dreams,

uncountable,

in the skies of Texas

 

I loved you more than that.

I loved you more than all that space

between you and I—

More than all those roads,

more than all those hours,

more than all those stars,

and that sky that holds them all.

 

Now it’s all falling on me,

all that pressure is too much to bear—

Oh skies of Texas!

I’m suffocating.

It’s hot, it’s heavy,

I miss you,

and it burns like hell.

 

I hope your midterms went well

and that you have a peaceful

break Pablo

 

I hope you have been doing

alright Pablo

 

Hey I just wanted to make sure

you are okay

 

I hope that someday,

Your sky will fade

or that, at least,

you’re burning too.