Thinking that you could love me
Thinking it could be so cynic
Thinking about you every night
Thinking about your sweet, gold eyes
Thinking my love is so sick
You have been hurt, have got weak
I'll never know what you think
'Cause I'm coward, never speak
And if I dare to take flight
I'll fly into paradise
If I turn off to shine bright
You'll be able to keep calm
I really wish I didn't have this desire
I wish I could set my memories on fire
Instead of two-facing my feelings like a liar
And pretend I'm happy when I'm just a tears dryer
2013
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Metaphors, Baby!
PoetryA selection of my poems and songs, written in both English and Spanish. // Una selección de mis poemas y canciones, escritos tanto en inglés como en español.
