story – Poetry With Me

July 18, 2025

Turn back time

Take me back, oh please, to the time when I knew what it felt like to be me. I’ve changed and I’ve grown. Lassoed and towed onto this new grove of awakening with new stories untold. I don’t know if I can find my way back from here. But maybe that was the point? Maybe

Imagine

I keep seeing a post saying “Imagine making pancakes at 2 am with the love of your life.” But what if you were hosting the carne asada? To me that is love. That is home. That resonates so much more. With Love, GV Rioz

Across the Way

I have never been good at describing love. Love makes me anxious, it makes me wonder, it makes me sad. In moments it makes me happy and overwhelmed with my emotions. In others it makes me feel grief like I’ve lost someone dear to me and had no memories of why they meant so much.