I wish I could say these words in your face;
I hate you infinity;
For all the time you made my tears rain;
My heart drown in oil of insecurities;
My soul yarn for your warmth:
I envy you crazily,
Cause you’re opposite from me,
Like black and white,
East and West,
For you’re not like a fairy tale,
Just a detective tale:
I love you insanely;
Thinking of only your name,
Raises a calm warm hurricane in me,
That turns into a cold stormy tidal hurricane,
Sweeping all the good of you,
Which didn’t exist:
There’s no love in this life for you,
From me,
Sometimes I think I can find it,
At the bottom of a bottomless tequila bottle,
But every sip I drink,
Trying to empty it,
Is hateful….
When did that coffee love cup,
Turn into a tequila hate bottle!
I always tell these words to my tequila bottle…
In my rocking chair,
In the middle of the night…
I wish I could say them to your face
