Ulises Vargas’ Collection.

  A Slow Drift Apart.  Ulises Vargas  October 26, 2025.  I can’t find the words to say what we both know  Our conversations drag despite our mutual unwillingness  Engaging at all feels more like a routine responsibility  We know we’re lying to each other behind vows and smiles  We know we’ve fallen out of love with each other  Neither life no longer jives with the other  Words fall flat on distanced ears  Even that once adorable face is familiar and cold  Whatever we had before is a far cry from who we are  Please don’t talk to me, and remind me all over again  That I cannot stand to pretend that I still like you  I’m not sure when the fire started burning out  Though, it’s too late now to recapture lost times Not your body or pretty little lies could bring us back  Honestly, I’d advise you to find someone else  Or get serious with whatever affairs you have  I wouldn’t bl...

  The Insecure Taint and Demand Love.  Ulises Vargas  October 25, 2025.  Give up your life to share it with another  Only to end up lesser than before  Romantic unions between two people  Is the worst deal for those intertwined  No longer is any day sovereign  Wanting to be alone, or individual,  Is a rejection of the insecure partner  Refusing to sacrifice is interpreted strongly: Selfish, lying, manipulative for not giving in; For not giving all in spite of yourself Smiling at someone else seals your fate: Cheating scum; community mouth  You fail by acknowledging others, In the eyes of the unloved and insecure  Yet, no amount of validation  Could negate a million thoughts of inadequacy  You had a past; you existed before meeting them,  And that works infinitely against you  Where have those lips been? Why aren’t you a virgin?  Why might they still cross your mind? Do y...

Two Made One. Ulises Vargas October 16, 2025. Within my one  Has spanned many lifetimes, Of which many were wasted: Those void of a perfectly imperfect beauty; A strongly fragile and fragily strong will; Victoriously manic, then dreadfully dysphoric; Loving of everything through understanding of it all; Accepting of me for all flaws,  Being generous enough to share of herself  She and the world are mutually whole She and I give and take all  To reap the fruits of good and bad  As two souls made one,  Hands held, traversing heaven on Earth  Perfectly imperfect, and extravagant in appreciation  For the fractals of niches where we collide  Amidst the backdrop of a wondrous limbo, Who places responsibility in us beholders  To make the most of it all  But how strenuously burdens the task  Alone, without a mate to sing in chorus  Or with which to shift realities and once personal weights  Compatible consciousnesses, rich wi...