Love

In Love With You

by Prosperous Domingo

 

I love the way I miss you

My angel, my baby, I’m glad I’m with you

I wish I could kiss you, love you

Everyday I’m thinkin’ of you

Not here 2 judge you, jus rub you

N do dem things that couplez do……

Whenever trouble brewz

I’ll b next 2 you

Wipe a tear, share a shoulder, jus us two

I’m so into you, the thing’s u say ‘n do

Lookin’ cute, jus us two……

Baby I’m in love with you

I miss touchin’ you

See you sleepin’ jus watchin’ you

Kissin’ u n talkin’ to you

Lettin’ you know I wanna get lost in love with you!

 



 

Baby Girl

 

by Bobby Casarez

Baby girl you’re beautiful inside and out

and no doubt when I look into your eyes you got me mesmerized,

you got me feeling like I never felt,

something I can’t describe.

But let’s call it a ride. It’s like a rollercoaster,

it’s got me going ‘round and ‘round.

My feelings for you keep going up but never come down.

I’m your king and you’re my crown,

you give me this chance and I won’t let you down.

I promise, baby girl, I’m gonna make you proud.

 

Chorus x2

Baby girl you look so fly can I talk to you?

Baby girl you look so fine can I walk with you?

But let me know one thing, do you mind that I’m jocking you?

Baby, baby girl, do you, do you mind that I walk with you?

 

Since that first time I saw you on the bus,

I could tell you were unique. I could tell you were untouched.

You didn’t even cuss, you said you was a good girl.

I said what’s up and you gave me a cute little grin.

I could tell you wanted to give in but your heart wouldn’t let you get hurt again.

But I said we can take it slow, just start off as friends,

and we fell deep in love and that’s where the problems began.

 

Chorus x2

 

The drugs had a lot to do with the things that I did

from the break-ups to the arguments.

I could tell that it hurt you, it hurt me too.

If I could go back in time and change it,

I’d do it just for you.

I’m like Chris Brown, I wanna be “wit you”.

Your love is one of a kind, something I don’t wanna lose.

I promise you baby girl I’ma always be true.

When the time comes, I’ma marry you.



The Person I Love Most

by Ruben Padilla

 

I am writing about Dad, because he took care of me. I was 9 years old when I left to go live with him. My mom gave me that choice, so I never left his sight. He was a good dad and perfect friend to me. He taught me how to do everything, he took me to church and he taught me how to live on the street. My dad was always there for me but now he’s not. I miss my friend and my rock.

He died in 2007 of cancer. It was hard the day he passed away. I ended up in jail so I never got the chance to say goodbye. I just remember what Dad asked of me – to stop using drugs, and I told him “I promise”, and I tried. I just haven’t been able to keep my promise, but still I try. I use but not all the time…but no more, I’m done with that, so I am going to stay away from drugs and drinking.

Well, I am going to tell you a little bit about my dad. His name was Candido Padilla. Before I was born he played the guitar in the bar. My dad had several records out. Then he met my mom, Maria Baca, from Santa Fe. I don’t know much about their relationship before I was born. I know they met in the bar, then they got married and had me. I was my dad’s only son. He stopped playing in the bar when he found out my mom was pregnant with me. He went and got a job with Albuquerque Public Schools and worked there for 24 years. He retired from there. I remember when I was a boy Dad started a Christian band. We used to do a lot of traveling around with the band during the time that Dad was sober, for about 5-7 years. We were all very happy, my mom, dad, and me, back then.

My dad lost mom; that was his downfall. He started drinking again; he took it very hard. I can still remember it like it was yesterday. That’s when my dad gave up on a lot; he didn’t want to do anything with his band or with church. That sucked, because I liked it. It was a lot of fun when my dad was there. With my dad drinking, he and mom did started fighting a lot, so they made the choice to separate. I was around 9 years old when that happened. I went to live with Dad. I learned and saw a lot. I was 10 years old when my Dad and I moved to the Aztec Motel on Central. I saw things there I never would have imagined; I learned about drugs, hookers, stabbing, drinking, shooting, and saw a dead body lying by the dumpster.

My mom told Dad that he had to get me out of that motel room or she was going to take me away from him. So that’s when Dad and I got our first apartment at Phoenix Apartments. That’s where I met Vanessa. She’s my baby’s mom. She already had a one year old son named AJ, and I feel love for that little boy so I have raised him for 16 years. Our baby’s name is Champagne. She was Dad’s only grandbaby besides AJ. My dad called her Champ. When my dad found out Vanessa was going to have a baby, I told him I would take care of her. But I was too young to get a job, so Dad introduced me to one friend from the Mexican Mafia. He had my dad to selling drugs for them. That was the first time I learned that Dad was clicked up. When I started selling drugs, I pushed a lot of weed. I moved around 150 pounds of weed little by little. Then I started selling meth, coke, mushrooms, acid, and guns, and went strong for like two years. Then I started using crack, and little by little I began losing everything.

When finally our family lost all that we had, I saw myself strung out and saw so many years lost that could have been spent with my dad. Those are the years I wish I could change. It was very hard to see my dad start to use. At first I wouldn’t use with him, and for a few years I refused. I started using drugs with my dad when he was around 60 years old. The first time I used crack with Dad I had the worst feelings in the world. But at the time I didn’t care. I just wanted to get high. Then little by little I started to see my dad fall away from us. He started to get skinny, then started to spit blood. That was the first sign that he was sick.

I remember I would beg him to go to the doctor, but he wouldn’t. He told me that if I stopped using drugs he would go, but I was too selfish. The only thing I would think about was me, so he just kept getting worse. He started spitting big chunks of blood. When that happened he would hide it from us until one day I caught him. That’s when I realized that I had to do something about it. So I sat down with him to talk about it and he told me that the only thing he wanted was for me to stop using.

At the age of 24 I got introduced to heroin. That was the biggest mistake in my life. I was on and off for six years, and at the same time I was on Methadone. That destroyed my parents. Then one time I overdosed on heroin. I remember I had just gotten out of jail. When I woke up I saw a cop standing over me, and I told him, “I guess I’m going back to jail”. Then I looked at my dad and saw a very scared look on his face. But I didn’t stop until it was too late.

I feel that maybe if I had stopped when I first started to see my dad spit up blood maybe I would still have my best friend and Dad. If I had just quit being selfish maybe I’d have my friend that I love so much, Candido A. Padilla.

 



My Dear Brother
by Luis Martinez

Life is hard,
probably be easier dead.
Can't give up now brother,
it's time to lift your head.

I struggle and battle
with each and every day,
missing you and grandma
and sometimes wishing I was dead
but won't give up now, na...
not til God wills
And even then, I'll still be hard to kill.

So don't give up now brother
for goodness sake.
Just kick it with the real, and
stay away from the fake.

So always stay true,
no matter what you do;
speak your mind in everything you do,
and remember something my dear brother:

I'll always love you.



Criminal Love

by Bobby Casarez
 

Chorus

Criminal love now I know you
Love me now and I’ll love you too
So we can be together,
love one another
Criminal it’s me and you
x2
 

Verse 1

I remember the first time our eyes ever touched,
I was with my brothers smoking a blunt in the back of the bus,
and ahh,
I couldn’t help but to look your way,
And ask you pretty mama “what’s your name?
Now I don’t mean to pester or bother
but can I get your number?”
Now I could tell baby girl was a dime,
she hesitated with her number so
I simply gave her mine.
I jumped off the bus
and told her
“girl, hit me up”.
Now, a week later she called me
and picked me up.
Now I’m sitting here writing the girl I love.
I believe in my heart she was sent from above.
You found my heart like a diamond in the dirt,
baby without you my life is full of hurt.
Now I wish I could give you more than just letters
and laughs,
but for you baby girl I’d cut my heart
in half.
Half belongs to me,
and the other half to you,
cuz you belong to me,
and I belong to you.
I need you in my life more than the trees and the sky,
The air that we breathe and my only set of eyes.
I told you once before you have the key to my heart,
I love you my one and only,
let’s never fall apart.

Chorus x2

Verse 2
My criminal love is vicious,
My criminal love is delicious
I’m up in visitation giving
criminal hugs and kisses.
The reason why this is for the only one I desire,
cuz you take me higher,
set my heart on fire.
You was there through every case that I caught
and every case that I fought.
You was there in the courtroom on time,
right on the dot.
So before you go let me say this now,
I know it’s hard I ain’t around,
got you breaking, breaking down,
But I promise on my life,
if it’s the last thing I do,
I’ll finish off this stretch
and make my way home to you.
Criminal love you’re a rider for this criminal fool,
you love me and I love you too…
 

Chorus x2
 

 
My Everything

by Art Herrera

May 2nd, 1998…
I met her at a backyard boogie in LA.
I could still smell the weed floating in the air.
They shot at us that night,
half the chicks got scared.
Some went home, some wanted to stay.
She gave me a smile and we were on our way.

Stopped by my crib,
exchanged a few faces,
made her laugh all night,
took her to new places.

Gave her my number,
wrote it on a dollar bill.
Hypnotized by a feeling
she would neva eva feel.

Two weeks later I ended up in the county.
Fell in love with her mail
and all her commissary.
All the love she showed
and all of her visits.
Not to mention all the flicks
that made her exquisite.

Ten years later and she still holds me down.
A few bumps along the way
But she still keeps me around.
We meant for each other,
she one of a kind.
She my Aztec princess
and together we shine.

 

 


 

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