LUCES

You only liked white chocolate,
so I can’t eat it to this day.
We always wanted matching lockets,
but it’s hard to cut pictures, anyway.

You loved me when I was fat
and loathed me when I was thin.
I remember when she yelled out at
me ’cause I said I could feel my ribs.

Were you jealous back then, too?
I nearly starved myself to death
simply hoping to impress you,
but turns out, you simply left.

You know, I still despise white chocolate,
but I ate a piece at noon
then dumped out all the basket.
Can these memories follow, too?