More than my own skin.
you ask me: "How much do you love me?"

Sometimes I wonder how I can love you.
when you leave me so frequently
and break my heart with every passing day.

But I love you.
More than my own skin.

It is not fair.
This is not healthy.
You destroy my soul
with every look into unfamiliar eyes.

Pero,
Te amo.
Más que mi propia piel.