"I Don't Mind"

I don’t mind,

Wasting my life,

Worrying about you,

And neither do you.

I changed my ways,

For a stranger like you,

And gave myself away,

Without having a clue.

That you wouldn’t mind,

Nor notice the changes,

I had made for you,

To enjoy our love too.

But I don’t know what to do,

So now just for you,

I lower my face,

And burry my love,

I’ll hide it in a case,

And become a dove.

I’ll fly away,

From trouble, despair and hate,

And follow my heart,

To my broken faith.

"Love"

Love, is like a wishing star.

You can’t always see it,

But you know it’s always there.

When you search for it,

You never find it,

But when you sit back and relax,

It suddenly appears.

Your wish come true,

The greatest part of your life.

When you love someone,

And they break your heart,

Don’t give up on love,

Have faith, stand up, restart, and enjoy your life.

All happens for a reason.

You’ll eventually find that somebody

That one who will make you feel wanted,

Feel needed,

Feel loved.

There’s no need to change,

Just be yourself,

Because make-up can hide,

But it will some day wipe off.

Let yourself be loved for who you really are.

Give someone your heart,

And give them the option to make you cry

But you’ll know since that moment

That they’ll never rip it apart.

If your heart starts swelling,

And pieces fall off,

Don’t hurt yourself trying to put them back together,

Let somebody do it.

Some one who’s brave enough to hurt himself to fix it,

And give it back to you, with theirs by its side.

"Before I Opened My Eyes"

It is true that I woke up in your arms, but before I did, you had already made the moment the most perfect one in my life.

Before I opened my eyes, I had already felt your hand running softly up and down my arm. Before I opened my eyes, I had already heard you murmuring love poems into my ears. Before I opened my eyes, I had already taken in the sweet smell of your new cologne. Before I opened my eyes, I had already pictured how perfect we must have looked like. Before I opened my eyes, I had already smiled to myself. Before I opened my eyes, I had already felt the slowly rising and falling of your chest as you breathed. Before I opened my eyes, I had already cuddled up against you.

Before I opened my eyes, I had already fallen in love again, and when I finally decided to open my eyes, the look in your face made me believe that anything is possible for us.

No Title 2

Through your eyes I see

The most beautiful soul

I can finally be me

I can finally be whole

My heart skips a beat

It becomes a blank line

Wouldn’t it be sweet

If you became mine?

You are my soul mate

Fallen from the sky

You opened my heart’s gate

So will you be my guy?

You plus me is something I’ll miss

So before you leave give me one last kiss

"She Wonders"

And she wonders, why does her heart speed up when he smiles…

And she wonders, what can she do to get his attention…

And she wonders, how can she become a special someone in his life…

And she wonders, why does he treat her like that…

And she wonders, why does she keep falling for him…

And she wonders, why can’t she be his girl…

And she wonders, why doesn’t he like her back…

And she wonders, why does he always reject her…

And she wonders, what lesson is life trying to teach her…

And she wonders, why does her pillow keep catching her tears…

And she wonders, where did his cute personality go…

And she wonders, what can she do…

And she wonders, if leaving him would truly break her heart…

And she wonders, if she ever crosses his mind…

And I wonder, when will she realize that he’s not what she deserves…

Sin Título 1

            ¿Qué son estos cambios? El pasar de los años, en tan solo unos pocos segundos. El peso que incrementaba poco a poco, repentinamente desaparece.

            Descubriéndome a mi misma, noto algo. Podría ser un nuevo brillo en mis ojos, un rosado más vivo en mis mejillas, mi sonrisa más amplia a como había estado durante un largo tiempo. Sin embargo, todo eso es exterior; pequeños cambios que, aunque no son mencionados, son percibidos. Lo que había cambiado, estaba adentro.

            Mi alma finalmente descansaba. Había encontrado la tan buscada paz interior. Me sentía madura, sabia, fuerte. Ahora podía escalar montañas de retos que en el pasado no. Podía enfrentar mis temores y actuar como yo quisiera. Podía ser yo misma. Podía, finalmente, vivir.

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            Es curioso como nunca valoramos algo, hasta que lo perdemos. Sin embargo, es aun más intrigante como nunca notamos verdaderamente cuanto necesitamos algo, hasta que lo encontramos.

            Lo que antes parecía tan grande, monstruoso, desconocido, era ahora tan solo un pequeño tropiezo en el camino, un desliz.

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            En algún momento de nuestras vidas, todos buscamos la independencia. Anhelamos poder estirar nuestras alas y volar lejos de todo. Lograr convertirnos en un individuo reconocido. Aun así, cuando finalmente lo conseguimos, no sabemos que hacer. Al perder nuestra guía, caemos en picada y no logramos encontrarnos.

            Nadie planea nuestras vidas, nosotros debemos de construirla solos, crearla y moldearla a como veamos razonable. Más de una vez, enfrentamos el fin del mundo, descubriendo un tiempo después que fue tan solo un descuido; un pequeño error envuelto en una armadura de miedos. Al mirar atrás a todos nuestros tropiezos, notamos algo. Cada vez que caemos, nos levantamos diferentemente, con el pecho abierto, luego parados derechos, después caminando firmemente, hasta que al final del camino, nos encontramos con la cabeza en alto.

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            Aunque los miedos se enfrentan solos, siempre encontramos varios factores que influenciarán nuestras decisiones, cambiando los caminos que tomamos. Muchas veces, los cambios no son voluntarios pero aun así, al ser para bien, eventualmente los agradecemos.

            Nuestros padres y madres siempre buscan lo mejor para nosotros, sacrificando su propia juventud, trabajo y hasta vidas para lograrlo. Lastimosamente, sus sacrificios no siempre son tomados en cuenta y aun menos valorados, hasta cuando ya es demasiado tarde y no podemos hacerlo más.

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            Es precisamente en ese momento, cuando una muerte ocurrió o se aproxima, que verdaderamente empezamos a reflexionar, a finalmente pensar, a empezar a cuestionarnos. En ese momento nos damos cuenta, verdaderamente, de todo lo que hemos dejado pasar, las oportunidades que no hemos aprovechado, los retos y miedos que nunca decidimos enfrentar…

No Title 1

So, you see, when I was without you, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. I spent hours doing nothing but waiting for you to speak to me. I dreamed about us kissing and I’d always imagine what it’d feel like to fall asleep in your arms. Simple as it is, I was in love with you.

That was of course, until you changed.

The day you said those awful words I realized I had been wrong all long. I took that as my cue to back off but, you know me, I couldn’t stay away for long.

            Differently from what I thought, time never stopped. Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Sure, we still talked, went out every now and then, shared a few laughs but all the same, it was different now. You’d never really cared for me the way I had for you, you had been faking all the time but my heart was blind with your love. It was of course, because of this, that you took advantage and started using me. You used me to get to her.

"What is love?"

What is love?

According to William Shakespeare’s Romeo;

“Why such is love’s transgression

Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,

Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest

With more of thine. This love that thou hast shown

Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;

Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes;

Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears.

What it is else? A madness most discreet,

A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.”

According to me…

A flaming arrow going through your heart.

A patch on both your eyes blinding your vision.

A song on the radio that you cannot stop singing.

A bounce in your step which you cannot avoid.

A heavy rock crushing your heart again and again.

A soft hand running slowly down your arm.

A lonely tear rolling rapidly down your cheek.

A sigh penetrating the silence of the night.

A kiss breaking the stillness in the rain (and)

A single moon illuminating a sidewalk in the dark.

A hug that lasts forever and fits perfectly.

A contained sob escaping your lips.

A little gift unexpectedly received.

A smile forcing itself into your features.

A shoulder to bawl your eyes out on repeatedly.

A slow dance on the dance floor tonight.

A walk down the beach on a starry night.

A sad movie enjoyed with a broken heart.

A sweet treat after a storm of emotions (and)

A comfortable t-shirt on a Friday night.

A pair of shoes for next week’s date.

A war between chaos and perfection.

A test to see how much can you bear.

A rolling on the grass on a warm, summer evening.

A trip in the car on a Saturday morning.

A strand of your hair finding a spot behind your ear.

A bit of your heart dedicated to that special someone.

A rush of adrenaline when you see him walk by.

A giggle in class when you think of that person (and)

A piece of yourself being ripped apart when he walks away.

A note passed when the teacher wasn’t looking.

A sneaky glance that hopefully only he noticed.

A warmth in the air when you accidentally collide.

A blush in your cheeks when you do something stupid.

A very interesting article on a subject only he likes.

A scar in your heart for every time he looked away.

A box in your closet that’s closed with a lock.

A secret that you rather let nobody know.

A marathon on the series he likes the most (and)

A text message with a joke in the middle of the night.

That is what love really is about.

Not just a peck on the cheek when your dad wasn’t looking, but the feeling of happiness you carry for the rest of the day.

Not just a night out together, but the stress of the hours spent searching for the perfect outfit.

Love isn’t just a heart, but the whole person that comes with it.

“What’s worth for a lover’s pride?”

Come back to me.

Let me find shelter in your arms,

When life’s unfair and just plain miserable,

Let them be your hands the ones drying my tears.

Haven’t I seen you at your weakest?

Haven’t you seen me at mine?

You do know how to comfort me,

Yet you never do, for it’s in vain.

The pain people have caused me,

You may be able to fix,

Yet the one caused by your own self,

May be the one wound that won’t heal.

Is your pride too big for me now?

Now that my pain’s at it’s strongest point.

Now that everyone know you,

And now that you’re too good for a midnight chat.

Of course you left now,

You don’t need me, anyhow.

Because of this I say goodnight, brother,

Goodnight a thousand times,

For in the solitude of the night,

May I find that familiar light.

A light brought by a shelter,

A shelter in a brother’s arms,

Which is why I must say again;

Come back to me, my beautiful knight.

"When I See You Walk By"

You asked me what I felt when I saw you walk by. I said I needed time to explain. You believed I didn’t love you, but quite frankly, I must say you got the wrong clue.

When I see you walk by, it’s not a butterfly that I feel in my stomach, but a whole flock of them going crazy inside. When I see you walk by, I feel a warm blush setting down on my cheeks. When I see you walk by, I can’t keep myself from giggling into my hands. When I see you walk by, a broad smile finds its way into my face. When I see you walk by, I feel my knees give away below me. When I see you walk by, the only thing I can think of is how proud I am to call you mine. When I see you walk by, I want to run up to you and delicately kiss your lips.

When I see you walk by, life simply becomes perfect for a while