You ask, I answer.

Dices que tienes corazón, y sólo
lo dices porque sientes sus latidos;
eso no es corazón..., es una máquina
que al compás que se mueve hace ruido.

G.A. Bécquer





You ask me how I can know if I have ever loved, and I'm gonna tell you. Love is mind-blowing, soul-tearing, breathtaking, much bigger than any other feeling you can take. It shakes your guts, makes you want to shout, it beats the shit out of your brain and rips your logic apart.

You ask me how I can know if I have ever loved, and I'm gonna tell you. Love plays you like a puppet, it is prior to anything, doesn't let you sleep and when you finally do, love is the freakin scriptwriter, director and producer of your dreams. Love tortures you, love pleases you, love is the ultimate drug.

You ask me how I can know if I have ever loved, and I'm gonna tell you. I know it because I've seen you people saying you like each other. I've seen you hurt each other pretending to love, trying to get satisfied, to feel comfortable, and I find it GROSS. That selfish liking, I cannot accept it. Ersatz love, that's what it is. Me, I'm a mental sybarite, I take no ersatz.

You ask me how I can know if I have ever loved, and I'm gonna tell you. IT'S BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, YOU FOOL.

So whenever you get tired of ersatz love, call me. I'll show you the real deal.





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