I don’t like being missed by people who push me away
I don’t reciprocate the yearn
Thank you for your time
I tried again
I tried.
I was brave
I implemented actions
Lessons taught
I listened with my mind
And held my heart’s hand
I didn’t hide from my reflection
I saw my shadow and kept it where it belonged
With me, it doesn’t belong
I was myself
That takes courage
To show yourself
To an intimate stranger
I was open
I was giving
I flowed sweetly
Sourness has never made a home on my palms
I was accepting
A pillar
A corner
A second opinion
And flash of inspiration
Natural Me
A friend
I tried again.
I was understanding
Not the narrator to another’s story
I was honest
I mandated that any unintentional offense by me
Be at the moment
Brought to light
I cared enough to burn it
With the light
I didn’t talk about causes
But if an effect would try to upset the balance
I spoke of my work in progress
Requesting patience as I let a trace pass through into nothingness
Then returned to my courage
In the presence of
This new moment
Deserving of my best
I am deserving
Chose them to receive
I was thought of
You know
The physical surface stuff
I began to wonder if depth would rise
Or existed
I listened
And every time a truth
That was a danger to me
My heart or mind or body
Was spoken
I spoke it
To request growth
For safety
My heart closed
It wasn’t safe
Truth doesn’t grow into another version
If all the possessor knows, wants and is rooted in is that version.

We tried and I don’t want to be missed


Liza Zayas is a lover of writing and dancing and celebrates both as a singer and songwriter performing as Luna del Flor. You can hear her collaborative sounds and experience life through her storytelling. She invites you to dance. Her poetry seeks to initiate dialogue by intentionally expressing consequences of love, lust, ego and self-respect.