Your loneliness echos in me,
Distant memories, ghostly futures.
“C’est la vie, baby, c’est la vie”*
“Es cierto, te quise mucho”**
We are stuck in this multinational
Multilingually stinking mess.
You’re over me, clean and rational.
I behave like I couldn’t care less.
All the distance, the years, the politics,
All the heartbreak, the tears, the pain
Can’t erase our mirrored solitude -
Our choice of diverging lanes.
Why, oh why then the nagging feeling
(Pins and needles, and stomach knots),
That somehow my path is leading
To a new crossroads with yours?
*Такова жизнь, детка, такова жизнь (франц.яз.)
**Честно, я очень тебя любила (исп.яз.)
Multilingual mess
© Copyright: Дина Светлая, 2019
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