Oxitocina

I wanted to write you my best poetry
But something died between us
In this uncertain world
Feeling that it was yours
Taking off the blindfold
I realized that no
Damn crazy but I feel free
I keep smoking the sorrows of the heart
Why waste time
Looking for someone to blame
If it's been damn destiny
That has ended what we had
Wants my honey, take my bile
Because in this absurd game
Destined to lose
I was better off when I lost faith in him
And I swore to myself
Not to remember him again
He cut my wings
And I know that to steal his heart
A sigh has already arrived
Let's end this
After all
Neither you nor I, darling
We cry blood
That someone else has written you poems
Must have burned my letters
It's not worth building in a lifetime
What can easily be destroyed with words
I'm also calm now
I'm aware that this is not another damn love song
I've given up
Because it's been this cruel destiny
That has ended what we had
I was crazy, crazy for you
Crazy in your smile, crazy for your kisses
But how late, how late I understood
That in all my madness
It was all a lie
And yet I miss touching your skin
Looking into your eyes among many other things
What a pity that since yesterday
The desire to end this story has died
That life is a second
And we hesitating, look, life a blink
Just a blink
Look where we ended up
Nostalgia invades me from time to time
And to be completely honest
A little less each time
Because here no evil lasts a hundred years for me
And I refuse to be the prey of the poison of your kisses
That someone else has written you poems
Must have burned my letters
It's not worth building in a lifetime
What can easily be destroyed with words
I'm also calm now, I'm aware
That this is not another damn love song
I've given up
Because it's been this cruel destiny
That has ended what we had
That has ended what we had
That has ended what we had
That only this damn destiny
That has ended what we had
And yet I miss
Touching your skin, looking into your eyes
Among many other things
What a pity that since yesterday
The desire to end this story has died
And finally, little by little it ended
Without telling you what is written
Speaking clearly late
But punctual for destiny
I know my senses recognize
What they don't know benefits me more
What a pity that it's the same
Now it's me who's a pity
I tend to step back
Remember your skin, but I have no calm
My contradictions also remind me
That lies don't escape
I tend to step back
Remember your skin, but I have calm
What a pity that it's the same
Now it's me who's a pity
And now it's my turn
That's how it is, darling
Now it's my turn
I'll kill you slowly
As he did with me