Se me van las ganas

How crazy I was about you,
how crazy I was,
that I even wrote
some love verses for you
in those days.
Today I deny
my delusional mind
that facet
because it turns out
that you are not a muse
and I am not a poet.
You took advantage and showed off by my side
your insignificance
when I was in the last degree
of unconsciousness.
If in my madness I wanted to have you
for a whole week
now that I am aware,
just seeing you
I lose the desire.