I could tell you that it's 4 am and I’ve been reading through our old texts and that I still miss you.

But the truth is,
It's only 8 pm, and I'm really tired
and I've erased your texts long ago.
The only thing I have to remember you is my memory
And we both know is not good at all

Here's the deal girl,
you can avoid all the drugs in the world, and in the parties politely say "no" whenever they offer you some, but i'm going to warn you about other addictions
I'm going to warn you about the things nobody tells you about, hell, some might even tell you to do it; I'm going to tell you about falling in love
It feels like a drug, and don't get me wrong, it's awesome, to see someone smile because of you, to get lost in the eyes of your loved one.
And this starts simple, you don't even notice you fell until you are falling apart, this starts with you liking someone's laugh, and so, (because you want to hear it again) you tell that person jokes, and then it goes the smile, which is going to be the most beautiful smile in the hole world. Then you start thinking about kissing that beautiful smile
After a while, is the eyes, oh those beautiful eyes, it's like christmas every time they see you with those deep eyes. Then you start wanting his eyes all over you everyday.
And someday you're going to start noticing whenever his tone changes, and girl, beware, because this is the high point of the drug, you start to notice everything, every move he makes, every breath he takes
Girl, beware
Because nothing can destroy you as much as overthinking at 3am why you weren't enough, or how could he possibly choose another one, girl kisses aren't contracts, presents aren't promises
eyes **** and boys are drugs

I'm an artist

I'm a painter

I know the color your eyes
I've memorized them almost perfectly
and I paint them in my coffee all the time

I stopped trying to be
to be a lover of my friends
because in the end
when they go
(They always go)
I'm not only obligated to cry out a lover
but a friend

I tried this friendship thing before
but I came to realize
this is just *******
loosing a friend is the worst
but loosing a your best-friend and your loved one
that it's just a dead sentence

You told me you didn't like to see movies alone
I told you, "then go with someone you love"

You didn't invite me.

Nunca te han abandonado
lo sé
lo sé porque tu abandonas
y si supieras
si tan sólo supieras cómo se siente
si alguien te hubiera abandonado antes
nunca lo hubieras hecho

It took me a while
to understand, why
whenever I questioned you
about the future
you started kissing me
kissing me like if your life depended on that
it took me a while
because at first I liked it
but then I realized
kisses aren't contracts
and you knew
there was no future
for us

Que tu amor no haya sido correspondido, no significa que no lo hiciste bien, o que no importó. Sólo significa que no fue reciproco, no que hiciste o sentiste mal.

I told you
I'm not good at
finding the right words
in order for you to understand
how I really feel

Because I often feel too much
and say nothing at all
or sometimes,
sometimes when you talk to me
I can't really think in anything but how
your eyes are so beautiful
and your hands so peaceful
or how your hair is always messy
how your lips seem to always be waiting for mine
and your shoulder
how your shoulder looks
so empty without my head
and I start saying a lot of things
things that make no sense at all
like you leaving