Precisely today, when the night is at is best,
You came… like the moon on a rainy day,
unexpectedly. But what do you think I detest the most?
Yes, that the longer you go, the lesser you stay.
I guess – to you, I’m a vacation located in the west.
I’m sort of, how do you call it? a bay?
Always open, never close; I’m just like a treasure chest
that moves and sways without a lock, right?
Do you think you can steal me away?
Think again. You are not a pirate. Take a rest.
Our lives are a shippable play.
We should all feel, Oh so ever blessed!
Yet while you sail into the oceans, I stay.
I remain here, feeling betrayed, depressed.
And I don’t know if I should pray that some day,
I could finally find the strength to confess,
that it was you who took my heart away,
that it was you who won it at your best
because you are not a thief, you are a voyager.
You are a traveler…
who journeyed the world to get to me.
Written by: Lucero L.