Sola... Si... Yo puedo estar sola
No me importa la soledad
Me facina ser mi propia duena
Me facina hacer lo que quiera
Y que no me importa lo que otros digan...

Sola... Si... Yo puedo estar sola
Levantarme a cualquier hora
Y no dormir si yo no quiero...
Salir si me da la gana
Ir a la casa de quien yo quiera
Asi sean las tres de la manana...

Sola... Si... Yo puedo estar sola
La libertad es mi companera
Camino a mi propio rumbo
Dejando el pasado ser
Mirando hacia el futuro...

Sola...Si... Yo puedo estar sola
Aunque las batallas en mi
Siguen queriendo y tratando de olvidar
Aunque los recuerdos
Me traten de matar
Aunque la lluvia
Quiera que yo en encuentre un hogar...

Sola... Si... Yo puedo estar sola
Pero en mis putos pensamientos
Tu sigues viviendo...
Y en cada lugar yo te sigo viendo...
Sola... si...
aunque el alma me queme por dentro
Yo debo de estar sola.

I miss the ten pm drives...
The eleven pm dinners
The one am up doing nothing...

I miss the cold nights
The one million blankets
The music in the background...

I miss the open cabinets
The makeshift chairs
The smell of coffee in the morning...

I miss the sounds of the street
The scent of your skin
The one million kisses...

I miss the laughter in me
The silly butterflies
When I forgot the world existed
As I was held tight in your arms...

I just miss...
Then I remember
those days are over...
So I must store those memories
Deep inside my brain
Where my memory can only reach
When I'm deep inside my dreams...

The night
The lights
The looks
The smiles
The flirting
The touching
The unwanted want
The desire...

The music
The drinks
The laughter...
Sparkles
Conversations
Desire...

Hands
Skin
Touch...­
No reasoning.
3am going
6am return...

The walk...
Thoughts
Decisions
Gone.

I was giving you a chance and
You blew it.
You hurt my pride...
The inner and deepest part of my heart.

Now I'm no longer sad or upset...
I'm hurt yes... but mostly I feel angry
Angry because I let you in...
Because I was actually vulnerable
And I let you see it...
Angry because I let myself feel again.

My mind was right all along...
Telling me not to reach out for you,
But my heart just wanted you close again.
I messed up...
I listened to my heart
Shut down my brain.

I should've known better...

Plain oatmeal and coffee
Don't taste the same anymore,
blankets and cold feet
I no longer feel...
Mornings...

Plain oatmeal and coffee
Used to be the highlight of my day,
kitchen sounds, soft music... laughter
they no longer exist...

Plain oatmeal and coffee
cold kitchen floor
messy hairs up in a bun...
Memories...

Plain oatmeal and coffee
your soft skin
reading books at the table
Your eyes looking at mine
All that is gone...

Plain oatmeal and coffee...
The taste is now bitter
The smell makes my stomach ache...
the sounds of the kitchen... they hurt

And even though I pray
For all of it to vanish from my brain,
Plain oatmeal and coffee
Is all that I wish for again...

Crystallizing memories
Closing down the door
locking up the waterfalls
Slamming shut the cabinets
Placing chains on the handles
Wrapping it up
Putting it away down on memory lane...

Placing a rock to top it all
heavy gear I can't even take off
To make sure it's all done
Ensuring it won't open on its own...

Walking away
not looking back
let it sleep a hundred years
while I go on a hike.

If you find it someday
Just know the weight is heavy
The locks are in place
And the key thrown away...
The marks will be there
The tears and the cracks
And only if you're **** worth it
It will let you open it back up.