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if the words gave meaning
to an otherwise
life seeming empty,
and if 
the words stop,
is life empty
or in need of redefinition?

empty pages
organized on a bookshelf,
pens put away in a drawer,
and eventually even i 
forget who i am.
i am those words
i am
those empty pages.

smile, look up to the stars
they know that you're lying

i won't take the blame.
i'll say the planetary configuration
was aligned just so,
causing me to act as i did.
when my heart breaks,
i'll blame the stars,
for opening myself,
letting you in.
i read my horoscope, daily.
and i can't be held accountable
for acting in accordance.
i'll blame the astrologist
who thought it was a good time 
in my life
to trust
and fall in love.
when i'm without,
i'll blame the astrologist,
who writes my life
at a desk
in an office
i've never seen.
but i won't take the blame for this.
it was all in the stars.

i didn't forget you
i still question your reasons daily
have to have an answer
need to point a finger
you could have really been something
someone
and i know
you must have had this same fighter in you
i understand
i want to give up daily
but i don't
you did
what kind of a fight was that?
___________ _______ (______)

se iría
i try to think of you as something more
i try not to think of you at all
but those stars of yours
how could i forget?

(¿recuerdas? te di una estrella)

i looked at the sky again
just seconds later
and my stars were gone
that's how quickly things change in this world
that's why i've been so many different things
to so many different people
in so many different places
that's why i can't settle down
decide on a place, on a person, on a name
as quickly as those stars i disappear

this is what i am going to remember
i am going to remember that we are young and that we love each other
i am going to remember that i slept with my best friend
that it hurt for three people, you, me, and a girl i don’t know
i am going to remember our first kiss that we have waited for
i am going to remember walking uphill because i couldn’t sleep
three stars that kept me going, you, me, and a girl i don’t know
i am going to remember a silent road trip
picnics and moments that were beautiful
i am going to remember a bloody cut on my hand
that is what this is, a scar that bleeds, swells and hurts
then heals and goes away
this is what i will remember
then i am going to forget, for you, me, and a girl i don’t know

you were one of those people
that i just loved from the beginning
you shined like a bright star
and i always had a thing for the stars
but the brighter they burn
the faster they fade away