Cosmos' rubbish

It's a quiet night, outside
The heart of the city is asleep
Like a creep I follow the mosquitoes
Who are flying uncontrollably
Around the light and probably
Have no idea of my existence.

I look into the light and I am captured
By myself, my mind and thoughts,
Like the mosquitoes who fly around, I am hypnotised.
I remember of a time, I remember of you
Of your smile, with no clue,
As to where I am going with these thoughts
This moment rots.

My mind and my memories;
My memories and my mind.

I remember the first time I saw and heard your voice
I was like "nice",
A handsome but short guy
A bit shy,
But so handsome.

I remember talking about my past lives
Like fireflies,
Your eyes shined,
Catching my attention.

I remember talking about random stuff
And I have never had enough
Even now, I regret it
Of the things that I said
When I was mad.

I remember the first time I cuddled you,
I put my hand on your face
And I placed
My lips on yours.

I remember undressing you slowly
Nervously,
Was touching your almost naked body
Perfectly.

You had the perfect peach bum
A glass of rum I drink to forget
The forgotten relationship, holy shit
I miss your smell of fresh spring
And your ring,
And your ball necklace, fuck
And your...

Cock is a weird name for a bird
Weirdest name I have ever heard,
Weirder than Andean Cock-of-the-Rock
Why would someone call a bird, a cock?

Wait, where was I?

Yes, my clear superficial idea of who you were,
Even though you were so much more than what I wrote before
But time has passed and so did my feelings
No apology has any meaning.

I try to clear my mind from thousands of thoughts
Feels like my brain is going to explode like mosquitoes on a bug zapper
It's 4am, trying to connect dots...
That will never form a full shape
So I drew,
As I was lucky to have met you
Your picture in my mind that no erasers
Will be enough to clean up
My amazing memories
Of you.