Lo que falta

Ya hacen tres meses
since you didn’t say goodbye;
y no te veo cada día,
and sometimes for a week
no me apareces.

But hay momentos
when te busco y no estás;
y mis labios make words
that you can’t hear.


If you wanted.
I talk tough
but nunca te dije no
not when it mattered.

If I had that chance
lo haría
sin pausa.

Till then
te llamaré
and I’ll talk trash
to an empty room.


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