aw, love! (ii)

a miguel piñero poem causes me lps. yes, if there's last song syndrome, i'm experiencing exact same thing with poems. this lyric poem below reverberates in my head, tugs my heart, and leaves me no option but to think of mushy memories. when i recite it silently to myself, i hear benjamin pratt's thick puerto rican accent albeit sweet-sounding voice. pratt portrayed piñero in a biopic released in 2001. he was so good at it that i always visualize piñero as him. it goes:

"there are things that never change
and we are not one of them i fear
the trouble with our love is here
the trouble with our love is around

when you cannot look me in the eye and lie
when you run so far away
that you forget where to go back to
now you are what you never wanted to be
go ahead, blame me

but the things that'll never change
now are the two strangers
with a past, and a future that ain't gonna last
and that is the trouble with our love.

last night was all things like we never did
we both went our way
and ...