You and I,
And all we are together,
Forever ours, a bond untethered.

I’ve never tried to trace the past,
Only true, only steadfast.

I am me, and I am yours,
In every step, in every course.

That is me.
That is us.

If you were to hurt me,
I wouldn’t hate you for it.
The only truth is—
I’d only feel sorry
for making you carry the weight
of my worthless blood on your hands.

Y solo por hoy me permito,
cual pájaro que extraña su jaula,
extrañar el lugar que tanto odiaba.
Recordar sus muros gastados,
el eco de pasos ajenos,
la luz que entraba a medias,
como un secreto mal contado.

Nunca me gustó mi nombre. Siempre tan simple, tan común, tan normal... como yo.
Pero algo cambió el día que lo escuché salir de sus labios, acariciado por su voz, como si fuese el nombre más hermoso del mundo, saboreando cada sílaba con una ternura desconocida.

I long to be fluent in your language
Not the tongue of your homeland, but the voice of your soul.
I wish to speak to you as you yearn to be heard,
To understand you in the silence between words.

He stands solid, steady, and sure,
while I am nothing but fragments and fractures.
He shouldn't mend what he never broke,
yet I ache for him to hold me
as if I’m everything he's ever longed for.