We fall asleep to
       Strawberry Fields,
folding bodies to match an unfamiliar shape
and I must remember
   that certainly,
      you can't fall in love
  with every boy who gives you his hands
    and an irregular heartbeat
in exchange for the breath from your chest;
but sometimes
     
     I just forget.

Querido corazón,
No te ilusiones.

She didn't have your eyes,
                                   yet she reminded me of you.
She didn't have your hair,
                                   yet she reminded me of you.
She didn't have your name,
                                   yet she reminded me of you.
She was nothing like you,
                           but I can't stop thinking of you.

I love him so
   It's killing me though