My love, Mi amor

Title: My Love, Mi Amor Genre Feel: Dark Acapella Spoken-Rap Ballad Intro Mi amor. I looked everywhere. In the house. In the glass. In the songs. In the silence. And still... Hook I cannot find love here, Mi amor, Not in the silent mornings, Not on the porch anymore. I cannot find love here, Mi amor, The flowers all wilted, But I still check the door. I must find it, I must find it, But I don’t know where it went. Maybe love got buried In the place we never fixed. Verse 1 Every morning, Desperation finds me first, Sits on my chest, Whispers soft, Makes it worse. It flocks to me, Wings black, Mouth close, Speaking in my ear Like it knows what I know. My grave Beside yours, Mi amor, That thought don’t scare me Like it should anymore. Because I cannot find love here. No warmth in the frame. No voice in the kitchen That still says my name. No laughter in the hallway, No dance in the floor, Just old dust breathing Behind a locked door. Hook I cannot find love here, Mi amor, Not in the silent mornings, Not on the porch anymore. I cannot find love here, Mi amor, The flowers all wilted, But I still check the door. I must find it, I must find it, But I don’t know where it went. Maybe love got buried In the place we never fixed. Verse 2 Where did I lose it? I wonder sometimes. Maybe in the cracks Of the broken mirrors, Where I stopped seeing us And started seeing years. Maybe in the missing pieces Of shattered glass, The ones I stepped around Like ignoring them would last. Maybe in the cracked frames Of faded pictures, Back when your smile Still knew my scripture. Back when our love Had morning in it, Back when the room Still had music in it. But now I search, And I search, And I search through the home, Like love is a key I misplaced on my own. I ignore the mess, The rot, The dust, The dishes, The silence, The death of us. Because admitting the truth Would tear me apart. Love did not vanish. It left with your heart. Breakdown Mi amor, Mi amor, I keep saying it soft Like a prayer on the floor. Mi amor, Mi amor, How can a house still stand When the love is no more? Verse 3 You sit on the porch, Waiting for your next lover, Old and bitter, Still dressed like summer. And I pretend not to notice. I pretend not to see. I pretend there is still Some place here for me. But I still dance alone Like we danced before, Bare feet moving Across that same floor. To the songs we used to sing At breakfast and sunset, To the melodies I know You already forget. I read old letters From high school days, Ink faded soft, But the words still stay. “You are my always.” “You are my heart.” Funny how forever Can still fall apart. And I hate that I smile When I read them again, Like the boy that I was Still believes in the end. Hook I cannot find love here, Mi amor, Not in the silent mornings, Not on the porch anymore. I cannot find love here, Mi amor, The flowers all wilted, But I still check the door. I must find it, I must find it, But I don’t know where it went. Maybe love got buried In the place we never fixed. Bridge I am desperate, Searching everywhere, Under broken pictures, Through the stale air. In the bedroom corners, In the kitchen light, In the old songs humming Through the walls at night. I keep looking Because stopping means truth. Stopping means knowing I am not your youth. Stopping means seeing What my soul already knew. I am not searching for love. I am searching for you. But you are gone Even while you breathe. You are here, But you already left me. And I don’t want to admit it. I don’t want to confess. That love sits quiet In a funeral dress. Waiting for the end. Final Hook I cannot find love here, Mi amor, Not in the silent mornings, Not on the porch anymore. I cannot find love here, Mi amor, Not in the old letters, Not in the songs we wore. I must find it, I must find it, But maybe it’s not lost. Maybe love is just tired Of paying our cost. I cannot find love here, Mi amor, But I still search the floor. I cannot find love here, Mi amor, But I still check the door. Outro Mi amor, I danced again tonight. Alone. The porch was quiet. The flowers were dead. Your letters shook In my hands. And somewhere in this house, Love waited for the end.