17.02.2018
P.S.
I only have one photograph,To remember what our love used to be
You only left me some lotions in the bathroom
And our outgoing message on the answering machine
You will probably be surprised that I write you,
The day after seeing you with him
I do not want you to think badly of what I say
Let me tell it to you as a friend
Just a few months ago I saw a girl at the park,
She was distraught, crying and to my question 'what happened?'
she told me: 'everything is because of a coward
who fed me full of lies and I have disgraced my father
Because of him I left the man
who has always loved me, dropped out of school,
I have distanced myself from my girlfriends
Until one day my father said 'get out'
He was thirty five and I was seventeen'
And don't think it's an old fable
I beg you, do not try to find a moral to this story
I'm telling you this, because I've loved you
Please pay attention to what I am saying
Then I kept seeing her for two or three dates
I think it was because she reminded me of you
We only talked about silly things
But I could not make her laugh
'Why do you still drag this sorrow'
I asked her and I she could not respond
And after she snorted and swallowed hard
she continued with the story that started that day:
'I am alone and without money, it has destroyed my life,
At the moment I am staying at friend's house'
And lowering her voice she mumbled:
'I can't go to my parents', as she touched her belly.
'When I gave him the news, the look on his face changed
He just reached his hand into a pocket and pulled out a wedding ring
And with anger he showed me this snapshot.
This is him with his two children and this is his wife Melania.
And don't think it's an old fable
I beg you, do not try to find a moral to this story
I'm telling you this, because I've loved you
Please pay attention to what I am saying
Because now comes the most difficult part to tell you,
since I know that look of yours when you're in love
But the man with whom you were walking yesterday
was the same man in the picture that she showed me
It may seem that I want you to leave that guy
But in reality, my love, all I want is that you won't suffer,
Because I still love you, that has not changed.
P.S : he will weave you a web of lies,
I will come up with facts.
He shines only in your eyes, and
mine although they are now red, are pure as well springs
He will sleep with you and disappear,
I will always be by your side.
He will confuse your doubts with thorny velvet)*
And when the end of your summer comes
Anxious, hectic and extra long in Madrid
I will be the reckless September
That sweeps everything away, the one that embraces
the last sunray of August that ran out of breath
I will be your new moon, and I long to be it
I will be it in all of its phases, but
we still have summer, where the moon
and the nights are still very short.