Ain't nothin' like regret, vato.
I guess that's what you're feelin' right now. A whole lot of regret about what happened. Probably wonderin' what the hell you were thinkin', verdad? I mean, why else would you leave without sayin' a word? Didn't even bother to wake me up or anything. Just walked out and left. Wham, bam, thank you, Ange. S'pose I can't blame you, though. S'not like you planned on endin' up in bed with another hombre. Though, y'know, I could have sworn you were enjoyin' yourself. People don't make noises like that ‘less they're havin' a good time. But hey, maybe I was mistaken. Maybe you were just thinkin' of her the whole time.
But then I think about how you kept whisperin', "Ange, oh god, Ange," against my skin as you went down on me and...Dios. You sure you never did that before?
Guess it doesn't really matter either way, ‘cuz you're not here now. It's only me and this empty bed that smells like your cologne. The scent's been drivin' me nuts. I keep wakin' up thinkin' you're there, but you never are. This whole fuckin' apartment keeps remindin' me of you. You left your underwear on the bathroom floor again. Aye Dios, you know I hate it when you do that! Sometimes I think that you do things just to piss me off. Por ejemplo, this...
Did she make you beg her to let you stay there? Bet she did. She'd do somethin' like that, even though it was all her fault. She does shit like that to make herself feel better. All part of the head trip, vato. Makes you think you're the fuck-up and she's some sort of saint for overlooking your sins. I know, I've been there with her. Feh. So you crawled back to her and she forgave you and told you that she still loved you, verdad? Y'know, she only thinks she loves you. Or hey, maybe she knows that she doesn't, but maybe she's got nothin' better to do. So she keeps you around for kicks. All comes back to that self-esteem. She'll just end up screwin' you over again for some rich fuck, y'know. And then what? You think you can come back to me, cryin' your heart out? Los hombres no lloran, vato. That's what I told you, wasn't it? Be a man! Forget her, let's go drinkin'! Of course, it was the alcohol that got you cryin' over her, and then I had to drag your drunken ass back home and, and...
Mierda! You know -- I waited all morning for you. Actually believed you were comin' back. Told myself that you just went out for smokes, or breakfast, or something, but you'd be back. Where else would you go? Qué estupido! Fuck! How the hell could you just leave like that? Just turn your back on me and leave? You didn't even have the fuckin' decency to say something, just waited till I was asleep and then snuck out. You know how I felt wakin' up from the best night of my life only to realize that you had left and weren't comin' back? Like I was nothing, nadie to you. Just some stupid little fuck that you used to make yourself feel better. Four years of friendship gone in a single night. Did I say best night of my life? I meant biggest mistake.
Probably bangin' her right now. Tryin' to get my scent off your skin, my taste out of your mouth. But how're you goin' to get rid of the memories in your head? Can't forget that so easily, can you? Dios, I hope you don't find a way. I want you to remember everything. How you squirmed when I kissed the scars on your chest. The way you moaned my name when I slid my hand down your pants. Hey, remember when you were sucking on my ear and you said you loved me? Guess you didn't mean it, huh? Just said it so I'd roll over like a good cachorro and then you could close your eyes and pretend I was her.
You're a real fuckin' bastard, you know that? I'm s'posed to be your amigo, your best friend, and you fuckin' used me like some bitch. I would fuckin' lay down my life for you, and you treat me like I'm nothing. Man, fuck you. You think I need this? You think I need you? I've got them lined up out the door. So screw you.
...
Just, just call me or something, please. I fuckin' hate this. How can you stay away from home, from me, for a whole fuckin' week? This is loco. You don't have to hide out at her place. Come home, please. I don't care what happens between you and me or you and her. You wanna forget it, pretend it didn't happen, that's fine with me. Just don't shut me out of your life. Jono, please, escuchame. Don't do this to me. I miss you, and I'm not even talkin' about the sex or anything. I miss hangin' out with you, talkin' about shit, doin' nothing. I miss my best friend. I miss you.
Please, just come back.
Y no regresas- And you don't return
Por ejemplo- For example
Los hombres no lloran.- Men don't cry.
Mierda!- Shit!
Qué estupido!- How stupid!
nadie- no one
cachorro- puppy
escuchame- listen to me