Pictures of you.

I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures
Are all I can feel

Remembering you standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering you running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
And screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go

Remembering you fallen into my arms
Crying for the death of your heart
You were stone white
So delicate
Lost in the cold
You were always so lost in the dark
Remembering you how you used to be
Slow drowned
You were angels
So much more than everything
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes
But I never see anything

If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you

Looking so long at these pictures of you
But I never hold on to your heart
Looking so long for the words to be true
But always just breaking apart
My pictures of you

There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart
All my pictures of you.

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There are so many years behind us,I know nothing about your life, and i guess you know nothing about mine. I'm sure we're so different now, we've lived so many things, so many people has passed, so many places we've visited, that the memories feels like another life, but those memories are to me like the hope of this life, that it could be better, because it was better.

I know now that they are and will be only memories, but anyways, from time to time, more often that i'd like, i always remember you, still feel you deep in my heart, now it feels like a lovely whisper in my soul, like a little treasure inside of me. And i know it will be that way forever, no matter how much time pass, i will always be thinking of you, sometimes, and save my pictures of you.

Si poco a poco...

Ahora bien,
Si poco a poco dejas de quererme
Dejaré de quererte poco a poco.
Si de pronto
me olvidas,
no me busques,
que ya te habré olvidado.
Si consideras largo y loco
el viento de banderas
que pasa por mi vida,
y te decides
a dejarme en la orilla
del corazon en que tengo raices,
piensa
que en ese día,
a esa hora
levantaré los brazos
y saldrán mis raices
a buscar otra tierra,
Pero
si cada día,
cada hora
sientes que a mí estás destinada
con dulzura implacable.
Si cada día sube
una flor a tus labios a buscarme,
Ay amor mío, ay mía,
en mí todo ese fuego se repite,
en mí nada se apaga ni se olvida,
mi amor se nutre de tu amor, amada,
y mientras vivas estará en tus brazos
sin salir de los míos.