I'm homesick for a love I've never had.

I want to learn a new language that I can forget you in.

I'm angry
I'm tired
I'm sad
I hurt

The world is emptier without you
Like something essential to living is missing
Like bread, like air, like water, like music
Like warmth, like moonlight, like wine for weekends
Like leaves on trees to keep track of seasons
Like old photographs that remind you of a once was
Of distant lovers, of faces that feel like home
Like poems, like fables, like folk tales, like movies
Like something composed of many things
That feels like everything is missing
And what's missing is you

Some days I feel like crying more than other days.
Some days I wish I was twenty-four again.

Sometimes you just need a whole lot more of a little bit of cowbell,
ya feel me?

Tus dulces labios partidos
Mis lágrimas amargas
El mar azul
La miel dorada
Tu mirada tierna
Mis pies descalzos
Semillas de granada
Luz de un nuevo amanecer
Calles anticuadas
Caricias delicadas

Todo sigue siendo lo mismo
Pero nada sabe igual que ayer