Walking among graves

Walking between tombs I am passing through the middle of the present and the past, it is said that one always returns to the place where they were happy, and today, precisely, I am recreating that saying. The feelings return to the place where they came from, and the words arise from the depths of my heart.

Every moment, every occasion, every detail makes me remember that day, a song was playing on the radio that night, our families shared and enjoyed together, we laughed in the middle of bad jokes, and like an idiot I got lost in your gaze, those eyes. coffee that cannot be compared, your brown hair and your way of walking.

You looked like a red hood that day, you were wearing a red coat, ankle boots and a miniskirt, I was wearing only pants, a shirt and shoes, my appearance was very attractive back then, just to catch your attention.

Three years ago today, I promised not to fall into your game again, but finally, I think I'm about to break that promise, my world turned upside down when I started talking to you again, but my appearance is not according to what you want.

Fountain thin, tall and white, that's me, my expectations are crazy, my dreams are through the roof, and my goals are beyond the line, I'm running a long-distance race, and with the speed of a jaguar I want, long and I intend to arrive first.

Walking between graves I continue moving forward, taking the lead without drinking a single drop of water, wanting to give up, but wanting to finish, falling and hitting a stone on my knee I get up and continue, after all, even if I don't get there first, I will finish, and I will be a finalist, whatever it costs me, rest assured that I will give everything for you pretty girl.