Lamento no leer en español, pero escribes con palabras que son poderosas incluso cuando se traducen.
Sorry I do not read Spanish but you write with words which are powerful even when translated.
Lamento no leer en español, pero escribes con palabras que son poderosas incluso cuando se traducen.
Sorry I do not read Spanish but you write with words which are powerful even when translated.
The challenge of all my mornings
Since I do not tell you the truth, if you know me, if you know I do not serve to lie, you always discover me. I tried to kiss other lips but they were too cold, I tried to look at other eyes but they were all empty. Your warm kisses and your penetrating gaze where I could see my soul reflected is not so easy to replace.
Like every night I think about you and you take care of invading me so much that you take away my sleep and even my own life. I think about you, both until I fall asleep and in my dreams you are also there. Today as every morning I wake up wanting to find you in the place where I left you in my dreams, by my side. Right where you should be.
I have to say that coincidentally today I feel a little more pain, I hurt more because every time your memory is lighter and your lack more serious, your smell more tenuous and your emptiness bigger. How did we steal minutes from life to see each other? Anywhere, at any time ... The important thing was to see each other. How do you live now without your voice? Listen to your voice lying on my chest, close to your bare skin, breathing as hard as I could to appreciate your scent. What can be better ?.
Tell me, how do you live without my memories? or tell me how do you live without those kisses on your forehead, without your hands tangled in my hair and my body? Try to grab other hands but they were very rough, try to talk to other people, feel more people but none was like you. And here I am, alone, broken and shattered as I never thought anyone could do to me, because I have lost many things and nothing managed to break me except you. You were hungry and you were thirsty, you were the one who healed those wounds of my past, but you opened some new, intense and much older, you were light, you are darkness, you were life, you are death.
I hope you are happy and that everything is beautiful for you. But really what I most want is that you need me, that you do not want anyone like me and that you do not find warmth in other arms that are not mine. I really hope and wish.
You are the challenge of all my mornings that ends very soon.
Aquí hay un video que te puede gustar aunque ella no tenga el mismo problema que tú
Here is a video which you might like although she doesn't have the same problem as you
(Hay subtítulos en español.
There are Spanish subtitles.)
Mañana el sol brillará un poco más.
Tomorrow the sun will shine a little brighter.
Mañana los pájaros cantarán un poco más dulces.
Tomorrow the birds will sing a little sweeter.
Mañana las flores olerán un poco más embriagadoras.
Tomorrow the flowers will smell a little more intoxicating.
Mira el lado positivo ...
Look at the bright side ...
¡Aún tienes tu cabello!
You still have your hair!!!
Do not worry we can translate it for you