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Winter of 2018

All the things I could've asked.
All the things I could've said.
All I have left are the silly laughs,
the inside jokes and the hug goodbye.
I hate my cloudy mind sometimes.

Winter of '98  - Cayucas


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Do I ever cross your mind?

It's a messed up thing.
Knowing you're with someone else.
It's a messed up thing.
Knowing I still come to mind.
And we're friendly and it's cool.
But I get an ego boost whenever you call.
It's a messed up thing.
Knowing there are things that just belong to us.

No me siento para nada culpable de saber que piensas en mi. Porque a veces yo también pienso en ti.


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There was nothing wrong with us.
I'm just figuring things out.
I wish I could've told you.

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You were a mistake I wish I could make again.
I'm sure you could have made me better. 

Everything happened so fast I lost interest.
That was it. I'm sorry.
You were nice.

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I did everything wrong
You seemed so perfect
So perfect you were so wrong
I could not think
I could not hide

Voy a callar un par de días, alejarme de tu nombre
Abandonar mi artillería... y a olvidar
Sabré olvidar...


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I don't know how I did not see it.
I don't know how I kept ignoring the signs.

And I keep blinding myself from the many tricks you use to hurt me.


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I'm sorry your smile went unanswered
I got myself lost in your -slightly green- blue eyes

Y así voy por la vida dejando pasar las serendipias, pensando que tendré una segunda oportunidad.