El Amado

By Mercedes Sanchez
Houston, TX
No matter how I see it,  I lost a part of myself.
He was my uncle
He was only 24
He was a big influence in my life
I hate saying “was”
He is not going to call
He is not going to pick me up to go downtown
He is not going to smile
He is not going to laughHe is my best friend
He is the only one that truly understood
He is the only one that never got angryHe is always going to send me ideas
I hope that he sends me wonderful ideas
I hope they dazzle and glow
I hope they are simple and beautiful

I hope he holds the family together
I hope that the family will still grill brisket and fajitas and drink beer
I hope that we will still sit together for fun

I hope he helps me to achieve that “butterflies” feeling again
Not because a boy, but because of me.
I hope he helps me to love myself more.