I like this guy that seems to have the sea in his eyes, it reminds me that belief I have about how I was born in the night in the dark water of the ocean. But sometimes his eyes remind me of a forest I have never been, reminds me the idea of all the things I don’t know about life and make me wonder what kind of things I don’t know about his eyes and him. I wonder what he can see in me, in those black eyes that have the pride to have been wild all their existence. Let them tell you about all the places I didn’t know I wanted to be before meeting you and how I never got I was lost till I found myself in you.
You have brought me back to my poetry, one day maybe, I could tell the world that it becomes green and blue as your gaze in the morning.
Take my heart out. Please take it. Embrace it among your fingers, it’s now yours.
Let me leave in that state, let me live without that part of me that always killed me from the inside. Keep it with you and it’s gonna love you forever, as a friend, as a lover, as an eternal love. I always wanted to give you that. But if you don’t want it, trash it, sell it, destroy it; don’t let it one second to bother you as it bothered me along the years.
I’m sorry for bothering you this last time, I have never been able to kill it myself.
Couldn’t have been beautiful to have someone to love?
Couldn’t have been beautiful to feel thankful for having him in my arms?
Couldn’t have been beautiful to let all the feelings of despair, I have kept with me, go?
Couldn’t have been beautiful to find home in his presence?
To caress the idea of looking at his green eyes without fear… to adore his smile till madness, to bless every part of him… Couldn’t have been beautiful…?
But here I am with my vain hopes remaining me reality in my darkness.