camavana

Yeah, a little bit older, a black leather jacket 

A bad reputation, insatiable habits 

She was onto me, one look and I couldn’t breathe, yeah 

Also

Just merch.

Once.

And twice.

And over

and over again.

It’s merch.

It’s a stare.

Or two.

Or more.

Many more.

It’s a hug.

Lots of them actually.

Given with closed eyes,

tender smiles,

sweet caresses,

and so much affection.

It’s a joke, 

a couple of them.

It’s making the fool together

And end up laughing with the other 

or of each other…

It’s a hbd quote.

It’s a picture taken by a stranger.

It’s a nickname.

And another one.

It’s a concert.

It’s a tweet.

It’s messing with each other.

but also, it’s being there for the other,

laughing at the jokes no one else would laugh,

embracing things few gonna embrace.

It’s flirting.

It’s a song.

It’s wishing all can fit in a single post, 

but knowing there’s a lot we haven’t seen, 

a lot more we can’t see, 

and other few that we had seen

that is just impossible get all in one shot, 

´cause it´s history.

It’s a Cuban girl raised in Miami

and another Cuban girl born in Miami.

who after seeing each other for mere coincidence in a TV show, 

couldn’t avoid but fall for one another.