Corazon, your sweet silver lips haunt me.
I dream of us, eyes wide open.
Your laughter booming grips my diaphragm,
My breath becomes a ghost.
Your smile, a fist in the air, a victory.
Querido, nothing about you is bittersweet
The pain I carry is a privilege
A reminder you were mine.
Moon shaped scars, proof I had peace, I was the owner of a silent heart with a steady beat.
Happiness was you in my arms, chest lingering underneath my fingertips.
Sweet jazz notes fill my head when you speak,
Tu voz, maravillosa.
Cariño, lo siento,
My Darling,
I am a **** fool.
Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 2:22 AM UTC
Corazon, your sweet silver lips haunt me.
I dream of us, eyes wide open.
Your laughter booming grips my diaphragm,
My breath becomes a ghost.
Your smile, a fist in the air, a victory.
Querido, nothing about you is bittersweet
The pain I carry is a privilege
A reminder you were mine.
Moon shaped scars, proof I had peace, I was the owner of a silent heart with a steady beat.
Happiness was you in my arms, chest lingering underneath my fingertips.
Sweet jazz notes fill my head when you speak,
Tu voz, maravillosa.
Cariño, lo siento,
My Darling,
I am a **** fool.
