There's something about the way the street looks when it's just rained.

I wish I could run to you.

Tú llegaste a mi vida para enseñarme, tú. Supiste encenderme y luego apagarme. Tú te hiciste indispensable para mi. Y con los ojos cerrados te seguí, si yo busqué dolor lo conseguí.. no eres la persona que pensé, que creí, que pedí. Mientes, me haces daño y luego te arrepientes. Ya no tiene caso que lo intentes, no me quedan ganas de sentir. Voy de nuevo recordando lo que soy, sabiendo lo que das y lo que doy, en mi no queda espacio para ti. Y el tiempo hizo lo suyo y comprendí, las cosas no suceden porque si.

All this time I was wasting, hoping you would come around; I've been giving out chances every time and all you do is let me down. And it's taking me this long, baby, but I figured you out. And you're thinking we'll be fine again, but not this time around. You don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone; this is the last straw, don't wanna hurt anymore. And you can say that you're sorry but I don't believe you, baby, like I did before. You're not sorry. Looking so innocent, I might believe you if I didn't know. Could've loved you all my life If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold. And you got your share of singers and I'm tired of being last to know; and now you're asking me to listen cause it's worked each time before. You had me falling for you, honey, and it never would've gone away. You used to shine so bright but I watched all of it fade, so you don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone. This is the last straw, there's nothing left to beg for and you can tell me that you're sorry but I don't believe you, baby, like I did before. You're not sorry.

El aire se respira, huele a tierra mojada. Mi perro duerme a mis pies, el cuida de mi hogar. El tiempo se para aquí, mi amor esta a punto de llegar; el tiempo se para aquí, aquí encuentro la paz. Las curvas de la carretera me invitan a viajar; hay tanto por recorrer, tanto por conocer. El mapa se hace pequeño, mi alma pide más, mi amor llega en la tortuga, él me lo enseñará. Me enseñará la voz del mar, me enseñará a no llorar, me enseñará a reconocer que hay daños que te enseñan a crecer, me enseñará a ver sus ojos aunque no esté.

Love doesn’t cause pain... people do.

La vida es tan corta y el oficio de vivir tan difícil, que cuando uno empieza a aprenderlo, ya hay que morirse-

Nunca había sentido algo así,
la vida me mantuvo siempre en paz.
Llegaste a abrir las puertas del dolor
y a regalarme soledad.
Tu piel envenenó mi corazón,
dejándome en completa oscuridad,
y así en lugar de olvidarte,
yo te fui queriendo mucho más.
Y ahora estás aquí, viéndome sufrir.
Dime, ¿cómo debo hacer
para olvidarme de tus besos
y sacarte para siempre de mi?
Lo supe en el momento en que te vi,
quererte iba a dolerme de verdad.
Pero volví a mirarte y comprendí,
que iría contigo hasta el final.
Y ahora estás aquí, viéndome sufrir.
Dime, ¿cómo debo hacer
para olvidarme de tus besos
y borrar tu nombre de mi?
Intenté alejarme, no pensarte más,
Me dolió entregarme, como nunca lo hice jamás.

Voy a sonreír como si nada estuviese mal, hablar como si todo estuviese perfecto, pretender que es un sueño, y hacer de cuenta que no me haces daño.

You have a way of coming easily to me, and when you take, you take the very best of me. So, I start a fight cause I need to feel something, and you do what you want ‘cause I'm not what you wanted. What a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day. Just walk away, ain't no use defending words, that you will never say. And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through, I've never been anywhere cold as you. You put up walls and paint them, all a shade of gray and I stood there loving you, and wished them all away. And you come away with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you. What a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day. Just walk away, ain't no use defending words, that you will never say. And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through, I've never been anywhere cold as you. You never did give a damn thing honey, but I cried, cried for you. And I know you wouldn't have told nobody if I died, died for you. What a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day. Every smile you fake is so condescending counting all the scars you made. And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through, I've never been anywhere cold as you.

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold but something about it felt like home somehow and I left my scarf there at your sister's house and you've still got it in your drawer… even now. Your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze, we're singing in the car, getting lost upstate. Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place and I can picture it after all these days. And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more, and I might be okay but I’m not fine at all... Cause there we are again on that little town street, you almost ran the red cause you were lookin’ over at me. Wind in my hair, I was there I remember it all too well. Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red, you used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin sized bed; and your mother's telling stories about you on the tee ball team… you taught me about your past thinking your future was me. And I know it's long gone and there was nothing else I could do, and I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to... Cause there we are again in the middle of the night, we're dancing round the kitchen in the refrigerator light, down the stairs, I was there I remember it all too well… well maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much, but maybe this thing was a masterpiece till you tore it all up, running scared, I was there I remember it all too well. And you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest, I’m a crumpled up piece of paper lying here cause I remember it all, all, all...too well. Time won't fly, it's like I’m paralyzed by it, I’d like to be my old self again but I’m still trying to find it.. After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own, now you mail back my things and I walk home alone… But you keep my old scarf from that very first week, cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me; you can't get rid of it cause you remember it all too well . ´Cause there we are again when I loved you so back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known . It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well . Wind in my hair, you were there, you remember it all, down the stairs, you were there, you remember it all.. it was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well.

You did some things you can't speak of, but at night I live it all again. I wouldn't be shattered on the floor now if only I had seen what I see now 

Lo contrario del amor no es el odio, sino la indiferencia.

"Tenemos que tomar distancia, aunque sea por un tiempo - le dijo a su mujer - Vamos a terminar odiándonos y yo no quiero odiarte."





No resultó, por supuesto.








El amor es muy puto - Jorge Fernández Díaz

Me envenenaste el silencio, se fue mi aire detrás de ti, me arrebataste hasta el suelo... tiraste y me rompí. Y fue una bomba de tiempo todo el dolor que dejaste aquí, pero después del incendio de nuevo quieres derrumbar lo que quedó de mi. Tú decidiste dejarme, tú disparaste primero... ni se te ocurra acercarte, no te perdono ni quiero nada más de ti, y aunque tu recuerdo arde no voy a caer otra vez, llegaste tarde. Y no es cuestión de egoísmo, no es tan fácil dejarte ir. Quieres que juegue a lo mismo: correr detrás de ti. Te quise y no me arrepiento porque me llevo lo que aprendí. A veces ganas perdiendo y no hay manera de fallar si das como te di. Tú decidiste dejarme, tú disparaste primero... ni se te ocurra acercarte, no te perdono ni quiero nada más de ti, y aunque tu recuerdo arde no voy a caer otra vez, llegaste tarde. Al final la vida pone a cada quien en su lugar... esto es lo que pasa cuando tratas de tocar el fuego.

Es hermoso sentir totalmente The diary of me antes de que algo empiece. Desmotiva no poder sentirlo a medida que todo avanza y transcurre… a pesar de eso, sentir Crazier y Ours es reconfortable. Pero a esta altura, en la que debería sentir Mine, no hago más que vivir en White horse, You’re not sorry y Tell me why.

Lost your mind trying to get it back

Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played by your dark twisted games when I loved you so? I should've known. You are an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry.

La mujer perdona las infidelidades, pero no las olvida.

El hombre olvida las infidelidades, pero no las perdona.

Todas las mañanas me despierto y lo primero que quiero hacer es ver su cara.

I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us, how we met and the sparks flew instantly. And people would say they're the lucky ones. I used to know my place was a spot next to you, now I'm searching the room for an empty seat ‘cause lately I don't even know what page you're on. Oh, a simple complication, miscommunications lead to fallout, so many things that I wish you knew, so many walls up that I can't break through. Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking, and I'm dyin' to know is it killing you like it's killing me? I don't know what to say since a twist of fate, when it all broke down, and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.
Next chapter.
How'd we end up this way? See me nervously pulling at my clothes and trying to look busy, and you're doing your best to avoid me. I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us, of how I was losing my mind when I saw you here, but you held your pride like you should held me. I'm scared to see the ending, why are we pretending this is nothing? I'd tell you I miss you, but I don't know how. I've never heard silence quite this loud. Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking, and I'm dyin' to know is it killing you like it's killing me? I don't know what to say since a twist of fate, when it all broke down, and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now. This is looking like a contest of who can act like they care less, but I liked it better when you were on my side. The battle's in your hands now, but I would lay my armor down If you say you'd rather love than fight. So many things that you wish I knew, but the story of us might be ending soon. Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking, and I'm dyin' to know is it killing you like it's killing me? I don't know what to say since a twist of fate, when it all broke down, and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now. And I don't know what to say since a twist of fate, cause we're going down. And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now. The end.

Procuremos olvidar lo que traído a la memoria nos entristece.