wah, wah, wah. Sad again.

El problema no fue hallarte,
El problema es olvidarte.
El problema no es tu ausencia,
El problema es que te espero.
El problema no es problema,
El problema es que me duele.
El problema no es que mientas,
El problema es que te creo.

(the problem wasn't finding you, the problem is forgetting you. The problem isn't your absence, the problem is that I wait for you. The problem isn't the problem, the problem is that it hurts me. The problem isn't that you lie, the problem is that I believe you)

El problema no es que juegues,
El problema es que es conmigo.
Si me gustaste por ser libre,
Quién soy yo para cambiarte?
Si me quedé queriendo solo,
Cómo hacer para obligarte?
El problema no es quererte,
Es que tú no sientas lo mismo.

(The problem isn't that you play, the problem is that it's with me. If I liked you for being free, who am I to change you? If I was left loving alone, how can I make attempts to force you? The problem is not liking you, it's that you don't feel the same)

Y cómo deshacerme de ti si no te tengo?
Cómo alejarme de ti si estás tan lejos?
Cómo encontrarle una pestaña
A lo que nunca tuvo ojos?
Cómo encontrarle plataformas
A lo que siempre fue un barranco?
Cómo encontrar en la alacena
Los besos que no me diste?
(And how can I get rid of you if I don't have you? How can I distance myself if you're so far? How can I find an eyelash on something that never had eyes? How can I find platforms on something that was always a ravine? How can I look in the cupboard for the kisses you never gave me?)

Y cómo deshacerme de ti si no te tengo?
Cómo alejarme de ti si estas tan lejos?
Y es que el problema no es cambiarte,
El problema es que no quiero.

(And how can I get rid of you if I don't have you? How can I distance myself if you're so far? And the problem isn't changing you, the problem is that I don't want to)

El problema no es que duela,
El problema es que me gusta.
El problema no es el daño,
El problema son las huellas.
El problema no es lo que haces,
El problema es que lo olvido.
El problema no es que digas,
El problema es lo que callas.

(The issue isn't that it hurts, the problem's that I like it. The issue isn't the damage, the problem is the trace it leaves behind. The issue isn't what you do, the problem is that I forget it. The issue isn't what you say, the problem is what you hold back)

This is mighty therapeutic. And so true in my case.

Jesus... I need to get back to school. It helps me get a life where I don't give a flying fuck about the bullshit that is "romantic" relationships. 

Romance... ha. Petty shit that only gets in the way of living a productive life. At least, it seems to hold true in my case.

WHY DID I EVER STRAY FROM THE MEDICAL SCHOOL PATH?!