viernes, 27 de enero de 2012

Encontrar a mitad de camino que el juego se dio vuelta y tus fichas son ahora las mías, es como tirarse a un vacío sin paracaídas y que el vacío entre en vos y vos seas impotente.
Mirar hacia atrás y entender que ese chico que tanto quiso sin un amor recíproco, sos ahora vos esperando que alguien responda a tu cariño, es como recibir un bala en el corazón, sentir el dolor y no morir.
Sentarse con los pies en la tierra y ver entonces que hay un camino correcto pero es el único que no podes tomar, eso es abstinencia. Ver el vaho en los rincones de tu cabeza e instalarme ahí aunque no me necesites, eso es no poder dejarte. Desempañar el vidrio y encontrar un bosque mas turbio que tus secretos, eso es buscarte, no encontrarte y aún así quedarme.
Saber que el juego se dio vuelta y buscar empatía para que no te escapes, eso es amarte. Y si todo terminó y estamos jugando, juguemos hasta que el jugo se acabe, soñaré que todo es real y por lo menos algo durará.

Learning to live. I

Who would have thought that the ties that were supposed to make them stronger, were only the mere cause of their weakness, of their pain. From an early age, they learned through experiences that they could only trust their families, that though they shouldn't think the worst of people, they shouldn't either rely on them. Both of them saw the way in which, each one of their closest friends grew apart with one slight mistake, they stumbled upon treason, upon mascarades that fell off the pretty faces once someone needed help. They felt the emptiness, the hollow growing inside of them and as much as it hurt them, they eventually understood that it was for the best, that loneliness could also mean growth of one self, and that their state of peace could only be leaked by the ones who deserve it. Until that someone arrived to their lives and the emotional rollercoaster was launched with no brakes. At first, none of them would let anyone come in, their eyes were veiled to the world, but somehow they were both drawn by the penetrating ideals of enduring love and romanticism, slowly they let their guards down, probably too slowly for their lovers to understand. But when they did, when they vowed to fully compromise, they sold their soul, knowing not that what looked like gold was only a picture that was already becoming a blur. And as soon as they got closer and closer, their lovers got further away, they treated them with pity, as if they were an obligation and not a choice, both of them gave up their lives for their lovers, while the lovers were trying to get a new life apart. By the time that they realized that being so attached was only so stupid and masochist if I may say, they were already too messed up, to caught up in a place where they saw no way out.

domingo, 15 de enero de 2012

If I was stronger

Baby you've got the sort of hands to rip me apart
And baby you've got the sort of face to start this old heart
But your eyes are warning me this early morning
That my love's too big for you my love

Baby you've got the sort of laugh that waters me
And makes me grow tall and strong and proud and flattens me
I find you stunning, but you are running me down
My love's too big for you my love
My love's too big for you my love

And if I was stronger then I would tell you no
And if I was stronger then I will leave this show
And if I was stronger then I would up and go
But here I am and here we go again

Baby you've got the sort of eyes that tell me tales
That your sort of mouth just will not say, the truth impales
That you don't need me, but you won't leave me
My love's too big for you my love
My love's too big for you my love

And if I was stronger then I would tell you no
And if I was stronger then I will leave this show
And if I was stronger then I would up and go
But here I am and here we go again

Tell me what to do to take away the you?

And if I was stronger then I would tell you no.
And if I was stronger then I will leave this show
And if I was stronger then I would up and go
But here I am and here we go again

jueves, 12 de enero de 2012

Make me normal

Turn me around and make everything right
make me normal, from now on
Erased everyone I've replaced
In the end, they're all gone