If I were to go blind, the memories don't stop from playing.
The first time you spoke my real name,
I was only your Flor.
You were the only one whose eyes I looked into
without flinching, without shame.
I never looked back on sleeping alone
because your heartbeat would calm my
You made me believe I was worth coming
But I never took care of your heart
and didn't love you right
because I couldn't make my peace with
the ghost of alchohol's past
with the religious path
and when I finally did
you were gone.