Tal Vez Me Leas

Maybe one morning the smell of coffee
And maybe one night in the taste of wine
Perhaps in a guitar, I don't know if at your feet
Maybe between your hands I stayed written there
And you know maybe you read me

Maybe in those flowers that I gave you
I don't know if you threw them away or they're still in their place
Maybe in a detail that he didn't have
Maybe in the movies that you and I watched
You know maybe you read me

Because in the lines of our story there were gaps
From the words that moved to memories
That keep traveling to everything I see
And among the pages that were left there waiting
I'm writing songs for you to read
In case you remember me
And want to know how I feel
I also read you

Maybe in the jacket that you kept
Maybe in those sneakers that you gave me
In all the words and also the gestures
Maybe on a February fourteenth
Written with details
Engraved with flaws

Maybe in those things you didn't like
And in those arguments you also miss
Maybe when we thought there was still a future
Maybe when we dreamed we were still together
You know I always read you

Because in the lines of our story there were gaps
From the words that moved to memories
That keep traveling to everything I see
And among the pages that were left there waiting
I'm writing songs for you to read

In case you remember me
And want to know how I feel
Turn to the lines of our story and you'll see that I'm dying
Trying to touch with my hands those memories
Yes, that's how I spend the hours, reading every moment
That I no longer have today