You
Dreaming of you
Desiring you
Wanting you
“Quien de amarillo se viste, en su belleza confía”
Dreaming of you
Desiring you
Wanting you
Piece by piece
A puzzle completes
Thread by thread
A sequence’s made
Seawater up to my neck.
My thoughts fixed on the last time I saw you.
My body, immersed.
My feet stretching to touch the sand.
Could you share your present with me and build the best memories together? So when the time to leave forever comes, maybe in some weeks, maybe in some months, or maybe in some years, we’ll have less to regret and more to smile at when looking back.
Time used to feel like an illusion. It’s not that way anymore. It hasn’t felt like that for a year now. It’s a hard-to-face reality. A slap across the face,
The night and our secret
They both share a truth
A very rare statement
As real as you
While our hair becomes silverAnd our bodies loose their strengthWhile our skin forgets it’s tightnessAnd our memories fade awayWhile our eyesight starts to blurAnd our smile becomes more straight With
Hay que seguir adelante, dicen. Hay que resignarse, dicen. Hay que aceptar los “designios de Dios”, dicen. Hay que abrazar la muerte, dicen. Hay que vivir la vida, dicen. Hay
She is looking out the window, contemplating on life. Analyzing on the heaviness of Tuesdays.
Hoy me dueles. Me dueles como no me habías dolido en mucho tiempo. Me dueles como si fuera junio otra vez. Me dueles como si estos quince meses no hubieran pasado. Me dueles y te extraño. ¡Carajo, cómo me duele extrañarte!
Yo,
Yo podría decirte tantas
Pero tantas cosas.
Yo,
Yo podría relatarte aquella noche.
Y contarte cómo fue para mí.
Sometimes I just want time to stop
Pain to be painless
Thoughts to be silent
Fear to be bravery
And anguish to vanish