before it was cool

en mi vida fuiste turista

i used to listen to bad bunny before he was cool
when all he had to his name was a shitty mixtape on soundcloud
and people still made racist jokes about puerto rican spanish—
the only dialect that feels like home

you rode in my car once
before i thought i knew you
and i blasted un verano sin ti
you told me that’s what made you like me

the first year we were “together”
(but not really)
i played that album all the time
you became a fan of him not long after

a year later he dropped nadie sabe lo que va a pasar mañana
the same night you met my sister
you said you didn’t like it
not as much as you liked his last album

it quickly became my favorite album
it reminded me of his early projects
i bought tickets for us to see him on that tour
we broke up within the year

we attempted to salvage a friendship
and when he dropped debí tirar más fotos
you told me you always skipped turista
the one song that reminded me of you

you decided you wanted to learn puerto rican spanish
and when i said i wanted to move back to the island
you said you wanted to move with me
“i hope that won’t be confusing for you”

that month you found somebody else
we stopped talking the day you told me
but nearly one year later
you are still a tourist in my life