Elyy

Deseo que sea para siempre eso que te enamora, a kilómetros de casa, en otra ciudad. Tu pelo de colores esparcido por las calles, explorando cada rincón. La música que descubrimos, resonando en otra habitación. Abre la puerta ahora. Pues el aire fresco de la ventana, ya no me es suficiente. Deja de mostrarme los dientes. Me derrite esa mueca que hace que mis piernas tiemblen al momento de dar un paso.

// Pimpinela Love

I hope what makes you fall in love lasts forever, far from home, in another city.

Your colorful hair scattered through the streets, slipping into every corner. The music we discovered, playing in another room.

Open the door. The fresh air from the window is no longer enough for me.

I’m scared to be around you,

Not because you could kill me,

but because you could break my heart,

by taking me to that night.

When we changed,

you on the outside,

me on the inside.

Now I am someone who lies in bed waiting for his phone to buzz.

When it does,

I grab it,

expecting a message from someone who isn’t coming back.

There’s no ritual that can bring you back.

Maybe it’s for the best,

I don’t want to call forth someone,