Today, when I woke up, I was alone. All your stuff was gone, along with you. Last night we fought over some meaningless things that I can't remember. I told you I didn't wanted to fight anymore. And you just turned your back on me, and told me you wanted to sleep. Not a single word of love. Not even a simple “bye”. Nothing. I just remember that the last thing I said to you was "I love you, just please try to remember that time when our worlds collided". I crept off the bed, and found a letter that blew my mind away. It happened to throw away all of the things we used to do. And all we wanted. All we made, all we created.
"When did our worlds collide? What I actually felt was a totally different thing. You crashed in my window. You were actually a beautiful thing, but I never believed you would want to stay for so long. I never meant to hurt you. You should've know that some things are better left unsaid. Dilectio brings hope. Then, the Horror Vacui appears. And I'm sorry, but I'm not quite prepared to face the Despero that follows it. I never meant to hurt you, nor did I wanted you to face that delusion alone. But I'm sorry, I can't stay."
We fought for the last time.
We couldn’t save our beautiful affair.
And now it doesn’t matter anymore.
And I won’t be a kid this time. So I won’t cry.
Now that you’re gone, all the promises will go away, with you.
Tonight, what I’m supposed to do?
I mean, I was so used to feeling your warmth by my side. Your breath. All of you, right next to me. And now, it’s just and empty space.
But well, now that I think about it, it’s been an empty space for a while now.
Find me a way out.
No, I won’t cry for you tonight.
Think I will follow the flow of this useless thoughts of when we were something more than just pain.
I don’t want to feel this way again. Please help me find a way to breath without you.
Why did you go?
I think I will be able to sleep again, feel comfortable between these walls… I don’t know, right now I just feel the urge to burn them. Set them on fire. But I won’t. I won’t because I’m not a child anymore. I am strong, and I realized you just left because you wanted to.
Dilectio brings hope, and then the Horror Vacui appears. And yes, it did. And yes, you weren’t prepared to face the delusion of the Despero that follows it.
But you, well, never had to be prepared. This wasn’t meant to happen.
And now I am alone, in despair and, I don’t know, maybe I will be able to find myself and be fine again. But this time, I just want to ask one last thing from you:
If you see them, please tell the birds to stop bragging about their wings.
credits
from Horror Vacui,
released August 10, 2015
ft. Mariana Peña Torres
Musician, writer, photographer, artist.
Music is my passion because I believe
it's the purest expression of feelings.
I focus on that. Translating feelings. And communicating them.
I don't write for me to be loved. I write to help.
My goal, writing this music, is that you can unleash your feelings with it. As I did....more
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