I stepped back for the lore of folks
A fair way to shine to someone is to show them a version of themselves
At least I tried to .
I woke up first of August feeling remorse had taken over my belly like a disease
Contaminated
Contagious
I don't try to hide away from it
I stand still on the balcony below a napkin of dying stars and a sea that matched the blackness of the sky
Listening to songs for the sake of old times remembrance
For a tear to drop and years to yearn
I guess I've earned this ability to not feel a burn
If not made up in my mind
My reality is unbothered to be my misery
And I give nothing to fuel it back
I just watch my dreams and my lovers no longer in my radar
A lighthouse guides the lost travellers being them back to the shore
The lighthouse guides me back to a kiss never forged
What makes me feel belittled is that I know I hadn't said what I said to the fullest
And I wish and wish I was more cruel and less understanding
Maybe then , the forgetting will shorten
And I will strive still with sacred feelings
Then you'd think I lost my ability to love
Mistaken , I just don't want it anymore
I love the breeze of heat , I love the flamenco air by the beach , I love for people to fall in love and I love for life to carry on
But for me , I just don't relate anymore
