domingo, 4 de septiembre de 2011

Done

¿Cuanto es uno mas uno?
antes no lo sabia
ahora que la noche esta brillando
se que es un corazon
Dejare que lata 
que lata hasta que un cometa
me haga volar hacia ti
Atrapame cuando caiga
que un sueño no me haga despertar
que las neuronas de mi cabeza
dejen de estar pensando
y que lo que un cuatro sucedio
sea un cinco un seis un siete y todos los numros que siguen
mis manos solo dicen lo que
mi cerebro peinsa y lo que 
la cajita en el centro de mi pecho habla
escuchalos no voltees
mis brazos no son fuertes
pero hay un oso panda dentro que te abrazara
No me importa lo demas por un momento
ahora se que en las noches
ya no habra uniformes que no me dejen verte
libre sin gente
metros de distancia que se acortan
mientras voy hacia ti
Lo imagino pero la voz de mi interior
dice que nada se comparara a la realidad
somos un grupo y jamas
la fuerza del odio nos separara.

jueves, 1 de septiembre de 2011

Oceano Verde

Sumerjo mi rostro en el agua
mientras la musica innunda mis cabellos
y el amarillo del aire refleja la madera
arriba de mi cabeza
No hay forma de explicar lo que siento
solo contengo la respiracion
y huelo a manzanilla en el fondo de las calles
calles olvidadas y llenas de ropa sucia
rogando ser labadas por manos
que acaricien sus tejidos delicados
delicados por el olvido de la gente
y la caricia de la contaminacion humana
un viento invernal hace temblar mis rodillas
y la lluvia de gotas calientes no para de caer sobre mi
mi mente navega a otro lugar
y te veo como me imagino que estas
dentro de cuatro paredes y un poso
por donde las penas caen
mirame que estoy aqui frente tuyo
pero mis pestañas me hicieron golpiar el aire
y no estabas.

Maybe?

I've been talking you since the first time you said hello, first i thought mmm he just going to talk with me today and tomorrow he is not going to remember me any more :/ , i always felt that i'm lower than others although people believe i'm happy outside and inside, but that's no who i am . Once when we were talking that i don't have self esteem because my psychologist said it and i believed that i was broke within, you said something like "Believe it or i hit you", it was amused and i said ok ok i believed it, but inside of me i didn't thought like that, well then we start talking frequently, i never expect that and i started thinking that maybe it was destiny...
We talked about what we do and all that things that people talk when they meet but them i felt a strange connection between us, "You are my clone or I'm your clone?", that was what i wrote and you wrote Yeah you're right, that was because we thing the same, we like the same, we hate chocolates..!! , we are taller than other and we are not Peruvians, and maybe we have some other things in common.
After that it was like a schedule, morning 11 am until 1 or 2 pm talking and at night 8 pm until we were sleepy.
I always have fun talking you but when i started feeling things about you in other worlds when i realized that i liked you more than a friend i thought (because i always thinking) No.! I'm going to fuck it up..!! and i didn't tell you what i really was feeling.
The day that you invited me to your house i was (i have to say the truth) i was so so so exited i wanted to see you and have to much fun with you, it was the perfect opportunity to show me the way i am, but a big and horrible misunderstanding didn't wanted that we see each other, i was super super down i thought that you never came, i waited for a hole our and i return to my house almost crying, that day i thought that i was nothing for you, that maybe you was looking for someone better, I hate to be so sentimental and dramatic, but i can't avoid it, them i wasted all my money in food, soda, candies and horrible chocolates , i was very down to eat three boxes of chocolates, and them at night we solve the "problem" and i felt better.
Now we know that we like each other, well that's what i fell and it is a sincere felling, i don't want to lost our friendship writing my feeling but i need you to read it.
First i love persons like you, i love how you make me feel, i love what you said, i love that you appear, i just love you.
I love to make you happy, i love to talk to you, i love what i'm feeling but i don't want it to disappear i want it to stay here in my heart, because feeling love inside is the best that someone could feel.
But i don't know i'm very insecure, i'm very funky i'm a stupid because i thought like i'm in a fairy tale.. well if inside my head all is a fairy tale do you going to be the prince?...
Maybe.

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