I told myself that you were right for me, but felt SO lonely in your company. But that was love, and it's an ache I still remember.
You can get addicted to a certain kinda sadness, like resignation to the end... Always the end. So, when we found that we could not make sense, well, you said that we would still be friends, but I'll admit that I was glad that it was over.
But you didn't have to cut me off, make it like it never happened and that we were nothing. I don't even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough. No, you didn't have to stoop so low... Guess that I don't need that though. Now you're just somebody that I used to know.
Datos personales
- Lile
- No soy igual en lo que digo y escribo. Cambio, pero no cambio mucho. El color de las flores no es el mismo bajo el sol que cuando una nube pasa o cuando entra la noche y las flores son color de sombra. Pero, quien mira, ve bien que son las mismas flores, por eso cuando parezco no estar de acuerdo conmigo, fijaros bien en mí: Si estaba vuelto para la derecha, me volví ahora para la izquierda, pero soy siempre yo, asentado sobre los mismos pies. El mismo siempre, gracias al cielo y a la Tierra y a mis ojos y oídos atentos, y a mi clara sencillez de alma.
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