En Vela

Who stole your spring?
Who killed the excitement?
Your heart went on a bender
And I found it crying in a dumpster.

Who will climb to the moon for you?
Who will come down for your comforter?
If all they left you was trash as a memory
And a cigarette butt inside your heart
That no one put out.

Who has mocked your dreams?
Who just said goodbye?
So many kisses have become small.
So many tears don't know where to go.

Tonight the moon throws stones at your window.
She says don't cry alone,
That she wants company, that the night is long and cold.
She stays awake passing the hours.

Your mattress has frozen.
There are no more kisses around here.
Liters of rain have flooded the room
Where you learned to be happy.