Soledad

Loneliness is ungrateful
but you finally come to enjoy its taste
risking falling in love with it

Loneliness is a hotel that belongs to no one
it's a bed that's not mine
it's waking up at 3 am
and not knowing where's the bathroom

Loneliness is me

Loneliness is the drop of water dripping in the sink
which you left open
and which you don't want to turn off
just to not feel alone

Loneliness is an ingenious torture of nature
that makes us find ourselves
so we can value others

Loneliness is a mirror that doesn't lie

Loneliness is that bunch of sounds
that no one hears
but that make so much noise

Loneliness is me in company of the past

Loneliness is a kiss that's wasted on the pillow
it's to look at the shadow of somebody who's not here
Loneliness is a villain that I don't like
I don't really know why

Loneliness is to finally understand
that there is not better company than loneliness

Loneliness it's the funeral of a day that is gone
It's to stop doing nothing
getting up, getting dressed, opening the door
and going out to do exactly the same thing

Loneliness is the company of fear
of uncertain futures, of roads
of searches, of loneliness
~Ricardo Arjona~