Jenn, Pt. 3
Ya no dolía, solo pesaba
Como maleta vieja que nadie carga
Nos veíamos y ya no había chispa
Solo rutina y palabras vacías
Intentamos quedarnos por costumbre
Por miedo al final, por no soltar la cumbre
Pero el amor ya no dormía en casa
Y el silencio, se volvió amenaza
Culpa nuestra, por seguir cuando ya era tarde
Por fingir que aún podíamos salvarte
Nos volvimos extraños en la misma cama
Y el te amo ya no encontraba alma
Culpa nuestra, por temer decir adiós
Por hablar sin sentir la voz
Nos cansamos de intentarlo por orgullo
Al final, el amor se rindió sin murmullo
Tus ojos ya no buscaban los míos
Mi abrazo no te daba abrigo
Y aunque quisimos sanar lo vivido
El daño era viejo, y ya no tenía sentido
Lo intentamos, lo dimos todo mal
Construimos un castillo, de sal
Y aunque nadie fue del todo cruel
Fuimos dos que ya no sabían querer
Culpa nuestra, por no irnos a tiempo
Por quedarnos atrapados en el viento
Éramos historia sin final feliz
Un amor que murió, y nadie lo quiso admitir
Culpa nuestra
Por no soltar cuando el alma ya pedía partir
Jenn, Pt. 3
It didn't hurt anymore, it just felt heavy
Like an old suitcase that nobody carries
We would see each other and the spark was gone
Just routine and empty words
We try to stay out of habit
Out of fear of the end, out of not letting go of the summit
But love no longer slept at home
And the silence, became a threat
It's our fault, for continuing when it was already too late
For pretending that we could still save you
We became strangers in the same bed
And the I love you no longer found a soul
It's our fault, for being afraid to say goodbye
For speaking without feeling the voice
We got tired of trying because of pride
In the end, love surrendered without a murmur
Your eyes no longer sought mine
My hug didn't give you warmth
And although we wanted to heal from what we had experienced
The damage was old, and it no longer made sense
We tried, we did everything wrong
We built a castle, out of salt
And although no one was entirely cruel
We were two who no longer knew how to love
It's our fault, for not leaving in time
For getting caught in the wind
We were a story without a happy ending
A love that died, and nobody wanted to admit it
It's our fault
For not letting go when the soul was already begging to leave