Then you asked

Would you wait until my eyes are closed?

When the darkness of the night arrives, shattering me,

and the lightning splits the sky and the sea.

When my body opens up like petals,

and my thorns pierce you, causing harm.

Would you stay, kissing my wound?

Would you wait until my lips are healed?

When the silk is no longer smooth, tearing the skin,

and the tiny molecules of ashes keep burning.

When fleeting moments become imminent torture,

and the light fades into a black hole.

Would you stay, kissing my wound?

Would you wait until I tell you what you want to hear?

When the overdose leaves me unconscious,

and instead of speaking to you, I babble incoherently.

When the fallen tears dry up,

and the smudged makeup makes you laugh.

Then, would you stay by my side, embracing my soul?

Después de que me fui y tomé la micro, revisé en mi mochila y encontré el papel que dejaste, yo también te quiero, no dudes de eso...