Lo que no ves [English translation]

Before she woke up

I left fleeing from your bed

A testament read:

There is nothing left for us.

I left your lipstick

and with her a couple of years (referring to the time they spent together)

Loving you in the afternoons

to mornings without calling you.

You have taught me that

it is possible to love

what you don't see.

We ran into each other recently

like in a new ( I don't know what 11S is).

You smiled at "point blank"

against the border of my lips.

I can't remember

for what motive I left,

but in your bathroom

the red of your lips remains.

I can't remember

how I got here,

the only thing that I remember is that I am erasing,

what one day of "hurt" did to you.

I always went around patching ( the hurt)

denying second thoughts (or maybe everyone else's opinions)

until you showed me

that I don't want to forget you.