lunes, 19 de septiembre de 2016
Like Ennis del Mar and Jack Twist
And maybe I can live without you and maybe I got over you, but this horrible pain still hits me sometimes. And I swear I will not forget you, maybe not because I want it like that, just because I can not. My desire for you is disappearing but there will always be some place deep in my heart where I will continue loving you.
I think Ennis did never forget Jack, and did never stop loving him, although the pain went smaller and smaller every day till he learnt how to live with it. And that is exactly how is going to be for me.
Like Ennis del Mar and Jack Twist
miércoles, 14 de septiembre de 2016
Zach Sobiech
Into this dark and lonely hole
There was no one there to care about me anymore
And I needed a way to climb and grab a hold of the edge
You were sitting there holding a rope
But I'll fly a little higher
Go up in the clouds because the view is a little nicer
Up here my dear
It won't be long now, it won't be long now
Well I'll never get my chance
Be ready to live and it'll be ripped right out of my hands
And maybe someday we'll take a little ride
Go up, up, up and everything will be just fine
But I'll fly a little higher
Go up in the clouds because the view is a little nicer
Up here my dear
If only I had a little bit more time
If only I had a little bit more time with you
Then take that little ride
We'll sit there holding hands
And everything would be just right
And maybe someday I'll see you again
We'll float up in the clouds and we'll never see the end
But I'll fly a little higher
Go up in the clouds because the view is a little nicer
Up here my dear
It won't be long now, it won't be long now
miércoles, 4 de mayo de 2016
I still do
martes, 26 de abril de 2016
Goodbye
miércoles, 20 de abril de 2016
Idc
They say time fixes everything. I would like to believe that. But I'm so freaking scared thinking I may never forget you. Never stop feeling this pain. Never stop missing you. I get so cared thinking you may move on but I'll stay here stuck...
I'm scared . And you used to be the one I told all this things to feel better. You always calmed me down. The problem is this is now about you. And how can I deal with that? I never thought you would be in my "why life sucks reasons" just in my "why to stay alive reasons".
lunes, 28 de marzo de 2016
Hey
Hey, ¿how you doing? It's weird to talk to you again. Kinda awkward too. We used to talk for hours. About everything. And look at us now. ¿what happened? ¿why does everything that I love have to die?
I can see you have been busy. Making some cool plans with your friends and with your girlfriend. I'm glad you are OK. Because for some nights I couldn't sleep thinking about it. About how would you be doing. Then I understood. It wasn't my business. It never was. I thought I was much more for you than what I actually was. But it's OK. I know how to handle it. I always get through the same stuff.
Yea. You were right. I expect too much of people. Too much of you, especially.
So hey, let's keep a normal conversation for a few minutes. Tell me what you've been doing. How you've been feeling and all that stuff. Let's pretend we are normal for a while. Let's pretend I'm not dying inside.
Oh and hey. I miss you.
jueves, 24 de marzo de 2016
Not that type of person
I’m not the type of person to give up on someone. Yes, sometimes I get really mad and upset so I need a minute to cool off but I’ll never abandon you. I don’t leave people. And I think that’s why it always hurts so bad when people leave me.
miércoles, 23 de marzo de 2016
Dime, ¿dónde estás ahora? ¿Duermes? ¿Piensas en nosotros? ¿qué estás haciendo?
Tengo la sensación de que no lloro en vano. Puedo percibir que tú también sientes esto. Niégalo si quieres. Echame de tu vida una vez más. Haz lo que te venga en gana. Pero no me culpes por lo que tenemos. Yo no quise quererte. No quise que nos amáramos de este modo. Pero ha sucedido. Deja de ser cobarde por una vez y acéptalo. Reconocelo. Presentate ante mi puerta y bésame. A la mierda todo lo demás. ¿qué ética ni que normas? Eso no existe cuando se trata de nosotros.
Te amo
“
Te amo de Pablo Neruda
Te amo,
te amo de una manera inexplicable,
de una forma inconfesable,
de un modo contradictorio.
Te amo
con mis estados de ánimo que son muchos,
y cambian de humor continuamente.
por lo que ya sabes,
el tiempo, la vida, la muerte.
Te amo…
con el mundo que no entiendo,
con la gente que no comprende,
con la ambivalencia de mi alma,
con la incoherencia de mis actos,
con la fatalidad del destino,
con la conspiración del deseo,
con la ambigüedad de los hechos.
Aún cuando te digo que no te amo, te amo,
hasta cuando te engaño, no te engaño,
en el fondo, llevo a cabo un plan,
para amarte mejor.
Te amo…
sin reflexionar, inconscientemente,
irresponsablemente, espontáneamente,
involuntariamente, por instinto,
por impulso, irracionalmente.
En efecto no tengo argumentos lógicos,
ni siquiera improvisados
para fundamentar este amor que siento por ti,
que surgió misteriosamente de la nada,
que no ha resuelto mágicamente nada,
y que milagrosamente, de a poco, con poco y nada
ha mejorado lo peor de mí.
Te amo,
te amo con un cuerpo que no piensa,
con un corazón que no razona,
con una cabeza que no coordina.
Te amo
incomprensiblemente,
sin preguntarme por qué te amo,
sin importarme por qué te amo,
sin cuestionarme por qué te amo.
Te amo
sencillamente porque te amo,
yo mismo no sé por qué te amo.
”
— Pablo Neruda
martes, 22 de marzo de 2016
Si..
Si ese día no te hubiera conocido, no hubiera experimentado todo este dolor, tristeza y desesperanza. Pero si no te hubiera conocido, tampoco habría sentido todo este amor, toda aquella alegría e ilusión.
If you forget me
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
If you forget me
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
domingo, 13 de marzo de 2016
Te fastidia
Y entonces te dices, mandale a la mierda, a caso no es lo mejor? Pero no puedes, otra vez ese miedo a vivir sin el, a no poder hablar con él, como si tu vida dependiera de él. Y sabes que eso es malo, no debes depender de nadie, sabes como acabó la última vez.
sábado, 12 de marzo de 2016
Do you know what i want?
Do you know what i want?
Do you know what i want? I want to wake up next to you. With the blanket over us. While the sun wakes up with us. I want to open my eyes and watch the sunbeams on your face. I want to be able to look at you and hold your hand while you slowly wake up. Kiss you on the forehead, and wish you a good morning. Take a little bit of coffee while I put on your long green tshirt I like so much.
I.. I don't want it all. It's just a morning with you. So many people have it. And they call it routine. Oh God, if they just realized how lucky they are of waking up everyday next to the people they are in love with.
jueves, 3 de marzo de 2016
Π
Ella odia como le haces sentir. Puedes traerle el cielo, pero también el infierno. El problema está en que le traes lo segundo la mayoría del tiempo, y la balanza ya no sale a tu favor. Se pregunta, si merece sufrir tanto, por una pizca de felicidad. Una pizca de tu amor.
Te quiere y no sabe porqué. No le has dado muchas razones para ello. Le has llevado a lo más alto para luego dejarla caer. Le has llenado de amor y después te has ido. Vaya manera de matar.
Has sido un capullo de los grandes con ella. Pero aun y todo sigue pensando en ti al levantsrse, al irse a dormir, al ver que tiene un nuevo mensaje... al sentir a alguien detrás ¿será él? No deja de preguntarse eso. Sus amigos estuvieron ahí para ella los primeros días. Pero el duelo lo pasa uno solo. Y ya nadie recuerda cuán rota esta por dentro. Nadie sabe que detrás de tanto griterío y fingidas sonrisas está una chica rota, hundida, pensando en ti. Nadie esta al siguiente mes, ni al próximo tampoco. La gente olvida. Pero ella no, porque lo sufrió, te sufrió en primera persona.
Sueña con olvidarte algún día. Le han roto el corazón tantas veces. Sabe que el tiempo cura, aunque le cueste creerlo en ocasiones. Él último ya le hizo mucho daño. Confió en ti , en que esta vez no acabaría igual, y mira ahora. Se pregunta si merece la pena arriesgarse una vez más.
Se ha llegado a tragar el orgullo por ti. Porque te quería de verdad. Puede que no fuera el amor verdadero de un cuento de hadas, pero si algo sabe es que te quería.
Se repite constantemente que no más lágrimas por un idiota, que es suficiente. Pero eso no la convence a las once de la noche, cuando se tapa con las sabanas, cierra los ojos y piensa en ti. Entonces le invade el dolor. Ese dolor. Lo ha sentido tantas veces que ya no sabe como es posible continuar viviendolo tan fuertemente. Pero te juro que le rompe, pedazo a pedazo. Y entonces llora. Tu eres parte de esas lágrimas. Se te puede ver en ellas.
miércoles, 17 de febrero de 2016
Y qué pasa conmigo
viernes, 5 de febrero de 2016
One day
😔
I lay in my bed and think about you
I love you so much I don't know what to do
I feel your warmth at my side
The pain in my heart moves to my eyes
So far away yet always so near
You are the reason I am still here.
I await the times when we can talk
I await the times we can finally hold hands and walk
To feel you for real... so close to me
The happiest person in the world is what you would make me.
Your eyes shine like a million suns
You shine more brightly than anyone
Your smile so sweet can't help but make me smile
It stops my world even for a little while
I await the time when my hand is in yours
To hear you say those 3 little words.
There are still no words I can say to describe
My heart it aches and my eyes they cry
But when we talk my heart flies
you always wipe away the tears I cry.
Even though you aren't here
And I miss you so much my dear
I'll love you forever and ever
I'll always love you my far away lover.
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