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YEAH SO THIS IS FOR PepaMadrigalofficial :D

Mother if you're seeing this SPARE ME

And this was a roleplay thing so please don't be worried about me :3

It's not simple to say

Two years. Two years since the love of my life died. Two years since I became the single parent of three. Two years since I died.

That most days

True, I'm alive in body, but everything inside of me died with her. Pepa Madrigal. She made me the Candle Holder. She made me happy. She made me feel so alive.

I don't recognize me

But look where I am now. I'm in a family that she brought me into. The one she assured me I was welcome in.

That these shoes and this apron

I wish I could go with her. That's all I want.

This place and it's patrons

All I've ever wanted. Six feet under the ground isn't that long a walk. She's the one who made me feel like even the people who took everything from me can't take my worth away.

Have taken more than I gave them.

Now I have none.

It's not easy to know

But I can't leave, I have a family to care for. She left me, and I'm angry. I'm angry that I didn't do anything to stop her. Now I'm numb and don't show anyone how I really feel.

I'm not anything like I used to be

God, I can't do this anymore.

Although it's true I was never attention's sweet center

I can't lead these people when I'm barely breathing each day and sob each night.

I still remember that girl

I feel her embrace sometimes. Her kiss, her touch. I remember it vividly. The way she held me when I was sad.

She's imperfect

Even when she rained, I loved her.

But she tries

Even in a hurricane, I loved her.

She is good

Through the sun and storm, I loved her with a passion.

But she lies

She said she'd always be there.

She is hard on herself

She never gave herself a break.

She is broken and won't ask for help

Her mother was horrible and I did my best to fix what she broke.

She is messy

Pepa made it rain,

But she's kind

And we danced in it.

She is lonely most of the time

I made sure I was there for her.

She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie

My beautiful wife. My perfect flower. My raincloud. My sunshine.

She is gone

I wish she was still here.

But she used to be mine

But I still wear her ring. As a reminder of who she was.

It's not what I asked for

It should have been me.

Sometimes life just slips in through a back door

But it was her instead.

And carves out a person

I'm not who I was before.

And makes you believe it's all true

Sometimes I wonder if it was real.

And now I've got you

I have three children to raise.

And you're not what I asked for

My darlings. They're better than me. They have their Mamí's spirit and my wit. They have what I don't.

If I'm honest I know I would give it all back

I know I shouldn't, but I'd trade them in a heartbeat for my Pepa back.

For a chance to start over

Feel her body on mine again.

And rewrite an ending or two

Her lips on mine.

For the girl that I knew

Run my fingers through her red hair.

Who be reckless just enough

See her smirk when she was satisfied with herself and her achievements.

Who gets hurt but

She cried in my arms, and I caught her tears.

Who learns how to toughen up when she's bruised

She was so strong. I remember when I asked her to be with me.

And gets used by a man who can't love

Félix had just broken her heart, and I picked up the pieces.

And then she'll get stuck and be scared

And when she was scared, I held her like a doll in my arms.

Of the life that's inside her

I loved the look in her eyes. That fire.

Growing stronger each day

When she became brave again and faced the world.

'Til it finally reminds her

I love her, even in her absence.

To fight just a little

She's perfectly imperfect. A masterpiece.

To bring back the fire in her eyes

I need that fire.

That's been gone but used to be mine

I want that fire.

Used to be mine

I want her to be mine again.

She is messy but she's kind

I'm still here.

She is lonely most of the time

I'm still HERS.

She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie

Sweet like sugar and hot like fire.

She is gone but she used to be mine

Adios, Pepa Madrigal.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 02, 2022 ⏰

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