I wonder which one of us is going to come out and say it first.
I wonder if it will be an apology or just a sad excuse.
But neither of us wants to be the one who leaves first.
And neither of us wants to be the one that breaks the other.
But we're both hurting each other... in silence.
Ya estamos acostumbrados al dolor y me da miedo pensar que las cosas podrían estar peor.
65. Dancing with a stranger.
Look what you made me do.
Every night I go out. Some nights I find some men that look like you.
Some others, I forget about you and find someone new. And every night
I’m dancing with a stranger. Replacing a memory of you with one about someone else.
Nice to see you again.
Nice to realize I didn't know you at all.
Nice to know we're both fine without each other.
Last night I had a dream about us. We had a whole conversation, all calm and loving. We figured everything out and we ended up together. Only to realize that it was a waste of time, that we were better off without each other.