Las Lágrimas de San Lorenzo

The intoxication by our love felt too strong,
A fire so vivid, yet it burned me wrong.
I couldn't get enough of you, my soul laid bare,
Even when you annoyed me, I needed you there.

I've never walked away from you,
I've always made things right,
Reaching out after every fight.
I would break the silence, I would make a call,
I built a bridge - you let it fall.

Yes, I saw the red flags, a truth I can't deny,
But you were my crazy guy, matching my wild eye.
Your Hati, your black hearts, and mine were blue,
Your breakfast pictures, reminders of you.

Your hand guiding mine when I trembled with fright,
Your head on my chest through that long train ride.
Your hair scattered on me, messy yet blessed,
I wish I could tear all those memories from my chest.

I waited and waited, 
Thinking you would turn down the heat, 
I longed for the moment to hear you speak,
And then in embrace I would hear you swear
That you'd never again treat me so unfair.

Hoped we could fix what we fought about,
I don’t even recall what it was all about.
But here I am, standing all alone,
Still in disbelief, with a broken throne,
Without our love, without our home.

For the first time in my life, I could imagine it all,
Kids and a dog, dreaming of being your wife, standing tall.
Waiting for you with meals and warm hugs,
Stealing 5 minutes of morning snugs.
I wanted to love you, to see you strive,
To help you believe in your best self and thrive!

You said I gave you nothing, called my love a hollow lie,
I gave you all my world and magic; you let it all die.
I blushed for you, I cried for you,
After all that we went through...
Like a child, I hugged you tight, my baby,
Don’t you remember, don’t you miss me too?

The first time I walked by our bench, I hoped I could feel,
The warmth of the love that once seemed so real.
The twentieth time I prayed for a miracle to appear
You said forgetting was impossible, the truth is unclear.
A paradox now is haunting my mind
Who would have thought that would be the last time you'd be mine...

I don’t know why you left, and I never will,
You had me entirely, from head to heel.
If this were my friend's story, I’d tell her straight, 
"Forget this motherfu*ker, he's not your fate."

But under the tears of San Lorenzo,
I stare at those stars fading fast,
Their light is now a painful reminder,
That sometimes, love burns too bright to last...