Te extraño, if the end is near I call for it.
This isn't love its the feeling of losing it.
I can't breath this is more than I can take and can't forget it.
The flea in me makes me want to jump when I see it.
I tremble in my hot sheets longing for it.
Salty dangling breaches break when I find my cloud and stare at it.
It makes me rain and pain my bonds but I would kill for it.
I give it all I have and get nothing to show for it.
I bend over backwards, rip my veins and empty my wallet to it.
I'm Moving slower every time I see the end of it.
They smile, they flirt, we date, we mate, but never commit to it.
I done it too. I seen the ring and felt her skin but my love I never submit.
Damn it, I thought I did but we all know I never gave it my all.
I blame my late reaction on finding her call.
Now the pictures are gone the flare moved on and every summer feels like fall.
