trago amarguísimo #2

Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak

You're not alone and you're not discreet.

You make sure I know who's taking you home.

I'm reading your note over again,

There's not a word that I comprehend, 

Except when you signed it:

"..."

And sit alone and wonder, how you're making out.

And as for me I wish that I was anywhere, with anyone, making out.

I hope you're as happy as you're pretending

I am alone in my defeat

I wish I knew you were safely at home.

Suficiente. Focalizar en otras cosas por favor, te lo suplico conciencia, inconcienca.

Facultad, no puedo creerlo.