La ultima conversación
The last conversation
La conversación que nunca tuvimos.
Las últimas palabras que no nos dijimos.
El último beso, el abrazo, las ganas de ver tus ojos, tu sonrisa, tu boca.
El mal que nos pesaba, lo llevábamos a todos lados y no lo soltábamos.
El peso de la oscuridad en nuestra relación sexual, en nuestras mañanas al desayunar, en el día al besarnos, abrazarnos y tratar de entregar lo contrario.
El peso seguía ahí, nunca lo dejábamos.
No sabes cuanto tiempo pase con eso en mis hombros, en mi mente, en mi ser..
La vez que quería decirte algo y me lo trague.
Los pensamientos que tuve aquella vez,
mientras me ignoraba a por un suceso
de tu suma atención, donde tenía que esperar para hablar.
Dónde tu sentido del humor me consumía por no entenderlo.
Cada día pasaba pensando, pensándote, pensándome, pensándonos.
Imaginar cómo era el principio de esto,
las cosas eran claras, no había un peso, no tenía un nudo en la garganta,
no había oscuridad, no había palabras tragadas, eran escupidas,
podía ver la luz junto a ti en mis días, hablar cuando quisiera sin tener que esperar mi momento de atención, era, era un verdadero amor.
La última conversación que no tuvimos, que no pudimos.
The conversation we never had.
The last words we didn't speak.
The last kiss, the hug, the desire to see your eyes, your smile, your mouth.
The evil that weighed on us, we carried it everywhere and did not let go.
The weight of darkness in our sexual relationship, in our mornings for breakfast, in the day when we kiss, hug and try to deliver otherwise.
The weight was still there, we never left it.
You don't know how much time I spend with that on my shoulders, in my mind, in my being ..
The time I wanted to tell you something and swallow it.
The thoughts I had that time,
while I ignored for an event
of your utmost attention, where I had to wait to speak.
Where is your sense of humor?
Every day I spent thinking, thinking about you, thinking about me, thinking about us.
Imagine how the beginning of this was,
things were clear, I didn't have a weight, I didn't have a lump in my throat,
there was no darkness, there were no swallowed words, they were spit out,
I could see the light with you in my day, talk whenever you want without having to wait for my moment of attention, it was, it was a true love.
The last conversation we didn't have, we couldn't.
..
Alguna vez le paso que quisieron tener esa última conversación?
Did it ever happen to you that you wanted to have that last conversation?
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