Esperé.
No sé si fueron días o lunas,
si el reloj se cansó de dar vueltas
o mi paciencia se fue congelando.

Esperé.
En cada silencio suyo, tejí excusas:
"Está ocupada", "La vida es dura"...
Mientras, mis heridas abrían grietas.

Hoy miro atrás
y veo la verdad desnuda:
no era indiferencia, ni olvido,
solo puro egoísmo.

Ella amaba su reflejo,
su comodidad, su cielo sin nubes, 
su propio bienestar,
y yo... solo fui el objeto
que pintó de luz su oscuridad 
cuando quiso sentirse segura y a salvo,
solo fui su seguro, 
contra estafas y atracos.

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I waited.
I don't know if it was days or moons,
if the clock grew tired of ticking
or my patience was running out.

I waited.
With each of her silences, I wove excuses:
"She's busy," "Life is hard."
Meanwhile, my wounds opened cracks.

Today I look back
and see the naked truth:
it wasn't indifference, nor forgetfulness,
just pure selfishness.

She loved her reflection,
her comfort, her cloudless sky,
her own well-being,
and I... I was only the object
that painted light into her darkness
when she wanted to feel safe and secure,
I was only her insurance,
against scams and robberies.