The idiot

Oh, this stupid heart went and fell in love with you in a child’s fall and gave up everything.

He went in search of an answer in your eyes and forgot that behind him there could be a world demanding to be lived. He did it in the dark and with every intention of dying in the poison of your arms.

The poor is an idiot and he lowered himself to your level to hear the rumbling of my name in your ribs.

Oh, but tragedy struck for you and him when my brain demanded control of the ship and brought kicking and tormenting everything that had been buried. Thus going with correct and healthy decisions for being tired of continuing to cry for every pretty face that those damn eyes could hide.

And for that, he said enough with the assisted suicide of all those times that the idiot went and proclaimed the name of each star as a rival of your beauty.

He said that we were better off with knowing the dark side of the moon and all the rings of Saturn, let us understand what it is that destroys us and let’s lose ourselves in the eyes that have the colour of our earth that has been pleading for mercy for more than fifteen years.

And well, oh, of you who believed the heart when the brain was seducing reason.

 

Ta.