lj-music: Hard-Juanes
Author's Note: Mimor ... this is for you. I tried finiding Things You Might Enjoy, Even Though it Became so Difficult, and I still Doubt You Will Be Able to enjoy this, But I've Told you, I've Been Broken Many Times Before, the void has Become too much, unlikable you, I can only produce darkness and corny shit, repetitive phrases and extreme use of drama, for Which I Apologize Before hand. I still leave you little pieces .. little ashes ... if you will. Ily.
fucking hate loneliness.
indifference, neglect.
hate the emptiness I feel in the chest, throat.
I throw myself to a vacuum, the wind dries my tears to fall. They fly
or sobrevolarte, go away
But that does not take away what I feel ..
I want you in front of me ...
weep, sing, hug, kiss you a thousand things
Tell
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never understand ... that you see and listen to me anymore.
You are still here, in these tears that seem drawn from the past, reinvented each time hurt more.
I feel suffocated and without poderte scream all I feel.
me not you want? Why? Even if there were
was as if you never left ...
Because you were here with me, in my memories in my heart.
I feel as if no time had passed, as if it were still that little girl playingHistory repeats itself ..
started writing my letter of dismissal and end profesándote my worship.
always be so?
The balance is reversed.
not fair.
La justice laughs in my face .. "I do not trust you, baby, who told you it was?" All for nothing
Delivery by forgetting
My kisses for your intrigue
My tears for your happiness
I for you ... and you?
never for me.
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wanted peace.
was one of those days when nothing made sense or appreciation ...
Or maybe it was the high dose of caffeine floating around your body .. but it wasto discard the point of itself.
She felt trapped. Puzzled.
Sad. If disappointed.
Desperate to find peace, serenity. Another
him on. That said.
could give her that with just being there. Without even knowing the real purpose of their presence.
For some strange reason it had that effect.
She always was looking for when these imbalances ...
was their refuge. Made her laugh and forget everything.
was something magical.
And when he sat in front of the piano ...
She lost track of time.
could sit for hours and hourssee him play ... his fingers looking like the white keys seduced ..
And you see the melody seduce your senses.
playing the song could be more absurd ... no matter.
She lost there ... watching.
closed my eyes and let music infiltrates your skin ...
A way out for both. ***********
I feel lonely.
By God! How many more times I'll be writing the same sentence?
this torture is ridiculous.
The night is cold and no one expected. Nobody
. No one leaves.
only are the shadows of the night.
There is only emptiness, abandonment. God
duel
was as if the tears will take strength, will in its moisture.
would have been better not to pour them in that case ... but it was inevitable.
Tears
reasons they did not know ................
My heart was so stubborn
dreaming, even when they were stars lighting up the night
masochism was made verb.
so long, however, that did not beat
excited that he felt those butterflies danced in my stomach sleepers
The love was gone ..
I Was all out of love ...
could finally understand that phrase.
was like who is out of money ...
to me, I had justand the light that lit my life
And again I'm in the dark.
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