we, older than us

even if i tried to explain it
i couldn't
no one can do it

even if you saw right through me
you could never understand
what i feel inside when i stare more than one breath at those photos of us

i see our faces over and over
until i am not able to recognize us
and then i feel they (who are us) are older

we are not that old when we breathe together
we are far away

i see your faces and i feel everything i cannot explain
too fast too much too deep
how can time run this fast
how can we be this in love
with the feeling of belonging here

but we are not
anymore
we are people and we are photos
depending on the nationality of the air we are breathing

how can differences break my heart this way
this much
this day
and all of the days
of my life

i would love to grow old with you
older than the men and the women i see in our photos

february is the end of the year

i feel it
how can i feel it that much
it is too much

is it always going to be this hard
if yes, should i stop world
the less i get the more i lose

i am heading to places whose mirrors stare at this one
the one right now
am i going to find love again world
if yes, how can i forget

if i forget, world, how can i revive afterward
my heart is asking too many things
how can i stop the beating
how can i stop the scars being named and surnamed
i love
you

i am totally
in love in pain
with you without you

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ay amor avísame cuando no me quieras más