Shakespeare knew it

Today I've learn I don't love you for you to love me back,
I love you because you'd made so happy throught all this time
and this is my kind of way to thank you.
I don't love you for you to be mine,
or for you to trust just me,
I love you because you are the most wonderful girl I've ever met.
Since the first time I saw you, I already loved you.
Citing Shakespeare: When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.
The first time I saw you I wasn't even able to talk,
cause you were so stunning and everything I wanted was kissing you.
The first time we kissed, a rush of butterflies ran throught my whole body
and then I met love.
So no, you don't have to love me back
or even thank me everytime I accomplish you,
because everything I try to give to you, is just because you deserve it,
you deserve to be loved, so I try to do my best.

PD: When I accomplish you, is not for you to like me,
is just to make you smile, because I love the way you smile, I believe you look beautiful with a huge smile in your face. And if you laugh, it just keeps getting better. I'm so madly in love with you.

He visto el universo en tus ojos.

I still remember that look in your eyes.
The night is colder,
and it's just midnight.
You’re wrapped in my arms and I am in yours,
and after a kiss we just got lost.

Maybe I don't even know her knees, but she has really nice hands,
I can't say I love her birthmark or the way she licks her lips before she talks,
I don't want words anyone else put on my mouth,
I wanna have my heart telling her how much I love it when she turns her eyes at me when I get really annoying just to see her doing that and playing rude,
and the way she becomes so fucking cute when she's pissed off.
I love the way she stares at me,
and I love the funny way she talks.
I can say I love the way she pulls my hair when we kiss,
or the way she smiles when I try to accomplish her.
I love the way she smiles, and the way she smokes,
I really like the way she walks and the way her hugs feel.
I love her hair, I love the way she dress, I love the way she kisses,
I love to say hi to her just to have her in my arms.
I love the way she moves and I love it when she tells me to stop staring at her.
I hate it when she cries, and I really hate when someone hurts her.
I hate the way I'm too far away, and the way I may be too young to be enough.
I hate it when she gets pissed and thinks no one would ever be the right one for her,
no one would ever be there always, no one would ever love her with every imperfection she has,
but you know what I hate the most? I really really hate that I can be everything she needs and the fact I've always been here...
Maybe I just hate not having a dick.

Me siento en el porche delantero a fumar un cigarrillo,

Recorriendo los archivos de mi cabeza, con un montón de flashbacks

Que me recuerdan cuando solíamos sentarnos a fumar y hablar de nuestras cosas.

Tras un rato pienso en que los cigarros duros aún me marean,

Pero no me hacen quererte menos.

Te quiero de verdad, sabes?

Y lo sé porque siento como mis ojos brillan cuando pienso en vos,

Y porque puedo sentir la mirada que tenia al tenerte frente a mí.

Te di lo mejor de mí, siempre.

Te di hasta lo que no sabía que tenía adentro.

How much strength does it take?

Cuanto tiempo toma? Cuantas noches de tenerte en la cabeza hasta dormirme? Cuantas letras te tengo que poner para que te des cuenta de que siempre vas a estar ahí de una manera u otra? Que no te podes escapar.

Como te digo? COMO TE LO EXPLICO?

She's like sunshine... She's there everyday, and somehow she's still at night.

"Ya no la quiero es cierto, pero cuanto la quise"

Que me pesas en los huesos
pero no como un peso que me estorba,
es mas como un remordimiento ciego
de una culpa sin razón.
Es casi como si me estorbaras en el pensamiento,
como una sombra en la noche,
que me persigue y me atormenta.
Sos como una fantasía negra e invisible, así de falsa.
Sos como la decepción vestida de luto, como la decepción vestida de cuero.
Sos como una piedra, sí, como una piedra,
vacía y dura, que está ahí solo para servir de tropiezo,
pero veo el sol y el azul del cielo,
y me levanto y me doy cuenta que el único error que cometí
fue darte tanto.
Y veo que lo único bizarro que cometí
fue entregarme a casi llegarte a amar.
Y te veo partir, y te dejo ir, porque aquí en Madrid mi misión se terminó,
y me voy para otra ciudad, lejos de quien alguna ves quise,
y me voy de Madrid porque aquí yace mi decepción.
Porque en este cuerpo frío y vacío lleno de personalidades múltiples y falsas con el que me topé,
yace parte de quién alguna vez fuiste.
Y me voy, para no volver.
Y prometo que no me vuelvo a perder en esos ojos de cuero.
Guardo tus cartas en mi buodoir,
y tu recuerdo en lo oscuro del pensamiento.
Al parecer tu cabello no era lo único messy en vos... 

The worst thing I have ever done, was loving you.

I wish you could see, what I'm hiding underneath,
I wish you could see, all the tears that I've cried forgettin'.
I wish you could see what's behind this fake smile.

"You're so fucking special, I wish I was special, but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo".

But I can't show you how I really feel.
By the way,
I love to watching you sleep.