Paulina
Bonita, le decía
Bella dama, por las noches le gustaba
Y un apodo que inventé y así la guardé en WhatsApp
Para molestarla
Tan tierna parecía
Que en la cama no hacía todo lo que hacía
Que en la vida se pintaba de guerrera
De mi amiga y compañera
Le gustaba discutir casi tanto como a mí
Ella era de planear y yo más de improvisar
Y los dos éramos tontos, inmaduros e inseguros
Para perdonar
Casi ayer fue su cumpleaños y hace dos meses no hablamos
Y yo sigo con el miedo de que me llegó a olvidar
De que ya borró las fotos y quemó todas mis cartas
Cuando yo sigo dejando ahí en mi coche su labial
No he borrado las fotos, ni quemado sus cartas
Ni la dejo de amar
Se llamaba
Pero por su nombre nunca la llamé
Le gustaba ver la Luna, palomitas los domingos
Despertarse hasta las 3:00
Le gustaba un te amo muy temprano
La cerveza, el tequila y el mezcal
Me pedía ocho besos al marcharse
Y uno más
Casi ayer fue mi cumpleaños y hace tres meses no hablamos
Y yo sigo con el miedo de que me llegó a olvidar
De que ya borró las fotos y quemó todas mis cartas
Y aunque yo ya haya sacado de mi coche su labial
No he borrado las fotos, ni quemado sus cartas
Ni la dejo de amar
Cumpliríamos cuatro años y hace seis meses no hablamos
Casi tengo la certeza de que me llegó a olvidar
De que ya borró las fotos y quemó todas mis cartas
Y aunque yo ya haya sacado de mi coche su labial
Y he borrado las fotos y quemado sus cartas
No la dejo de amar
Paulina
Beautiful, I used to tell her
Lovely lady, she liked it at night
And a nickname I invented and saved her on WhatsApp
Just to annoy her
She seemed so tender
That in bed she didn't do everything she did
That in life she painted herself as a warrior
My friend and companion
She liked to argue almost as much as I did
She was one to plan and I was more of an improviser
And we were both foolish, immature, and insecure
To forgive
It was almost her birthday yesterday and we haven't talked in two months
And I still fear that she forgot about me
That she already deleted the photos and burned all my letters
While I still leave her lipstick in my car
I haven't deleted the photos, nor burned her letters
Nor stopped loving her
Her name was Paulina
But I never called her by her name
She liked to watch the moon, have popcorn on Sundays
Stay up until 3:00
She liked an 'I love you' very early
Beer, tequila, and mezcal
She asked for eight kisses before leaving
And one more
It was almost my birthday yesterday and we haven't talked in three months
And I still fear that she forgot about me
That she already deleted the photos and burned all my letters
And even though I've removed her lipstick from my car
I haven't deleted the photos, nor burned her letters
Nor stopped loving her
We would have been together for four years and we haven't talked in six months
I almost have the certainty that she forgot about me
That she already deleted the photos and burned all my letters
And even though I've removed her lipstick from my car
And I've deleted the photos and burned her letters
I can't stop loving her