La Casa

One day that summer
you called home,
and you couldn't be without me.

I packed my things,
and I spent
the whole trip without sleeping.

And here we were locked up
every summer without going out.
And here I would be all my life,
next to you.

Empty bottles keep
filling the floor
but there's no one left here.
And laughs from another time
in my head
and everything I did for you.

And every morning,
you would come home quietly
and snuggle in bed
next to me,
next to me,
next to me,
next to me.