Tus Cartas (part. Cuitla Vega)

Master, to hurt you
I failed trying to forget you
It's become torture to think that
You were with me and now you're everywhere

I tried just remembering you
That promise to love you
Forget that I'm going to forget you
And to all your letters, I want to respond that

Give me back my dreams, I’ll pack them myself
You ended this love faster than a cigarette
I don’t know if it’s my hallucination or if I’m just looking thinner
I’ll figure out how to do it, but I’ll pull you from my chest
Because I’ll pull you out because it hurts
Because I loved you, because honestly, I never imagined
That there could be a woman with all your qualities
Sorry for the lies you paid with truths
If you want
I’ll quit the weed, but come back
If you like
I’ll stop breathing and that way you’ll solve
All that agony that at night and during the day
Whispers in your ear that you should call me
That there are bad days
And even worse days
But I should be the one to say good morning
When you’re still sleeping in my bed
I don’t know if I should, but I know I could

If I tore up your letters
I’d never look at your photos again
I’d throw them out with the broken dreams
You wouldn’t know how much I miss your scent, your hair, your lips, your eyes

You’d write me another letter
Where you tell a story about us
Surely a madness would break out
If we’re happy, who cares about the others

I wish I could disappear
And appear by your side
Try to fade away
What I shouldn’t have done
But I don’t want to seem
Like I’m dying if you’re gone
But I can’t hide something that’s obvious
Hope is running out with this defeat
And there’s no other that can heal this broken soul
Do you notice
Or is it just the effect of the alcohol
Since you left, the sun hasn’t shone again
With that passion from our sex session
That starts with a kiss and ends with more kisses
If you forget that, then I give up
I can’t make you feel the same way I’ve felt
But if you’ve felt that this makes no sense
That your heart needs more of my being than its beats
Not everything is lost because even if I’ve lost you
I’ll keep waiting, I’m not convinced yet

If I tore up your letters
I’d never look at your photos again
I’d throw them out with the broken dreams
You wouldn’t know how much I miss your scent, your hair, your lips, your eyes

You’d write me another letter
Where you tell a story about us
Surely a madness would break out
If we’re happy, who cares about the others

Aha
C Kan
With Cuitla Vega

I’m going to forget you (I promise you)
I’m going to forget you (because)

If I tore up your letters (and)
I’d never look at your photos again (I)
I’d throw them out with the broken dreams (you)
You wouldn’t know how much I miss your scent, your hair, your lips, your eyes (and if)

You’d write me another letter (in)
Where you tell a story about us (well)
Surely a madness would break out
If we’re happy, who cares about the others