A Veces La Nostalgia

Sometimes nostalgia
Sneaks up on us
And fills our hearts with silence
Looking at old photos
Or reading a letter
That we found at the bottom of a
Drawer...

Sometimes nostalgia
Disguises itself as tenderness
And paints a smile on our faces when we remember
A schoolyard
Or the warmth of the first kiss
Hiding in a doorway...

But other times
It tinges with bitterness
And pierces us like the blade of a knife
And clouds our gaze with sadness
And covers us with the absence of those who are no longer here...

But other times
It tinges with bitterness
And pierces us like the blade of a knife
And clouds our gaze with sadness
And covers us with the absence of those who are no longer here...

And clouds our gaze with sadness
And covers us with the absence of those who are no longer here...