domingo, 4 de julio de 2010

Ally: Huh. So, this is the whole playful ‘you get me all wet’ part, right?
Tyler: Why make it sound cheap?
Ally: It is cheap. I’ve seen this scene a hundred times. You know what never happens in this scene though? *lifts up the pot of spaghetti and dumps it on Tyler* That.
*Tyler lifts up Ally and puts her over his shoulder as he heads for the bathroom*
Tyler: Apologize!
Ally: Never!

jueves, 10 de junio de 2010

I sit outside and watch the sunrise; look out as far as I can. I can’t see her, but in the distance I hear some laughter -we laugh together. Then I hold my breath and close my eyes and dream about her, because she’s two thousand light years away.

Desmond & Penny - <3

jueves, 3 de junio de 2010

Don't ever go.

miércoles, 2 de junio de 2010

  • Charlie: [reads Claire’s note] “To Whom it May Concern, we are survivors of Oceanic Flight 815. We have survived on this island for 80 days. We were six hours into the flight when the pilot said we were off course and turned back towards Fiji. We hit turbulence and crashed. We’ve been waiting here, all this time, waiting for rescue that has not come. We do not know where we are, we only know you have not found us. We’ve done our best to live on this island. Some of us have come to accept that we may never leave it. Not all of us have survived since the crash, but there is new life, too, and with it, there is hope. We are alive. Please don’t give up on us.” It’s, uh… it’s perfect, Claire.
  • Claire: You know, I’m not giving up on you, either, Charlie. It’s gonna be okay. You’re gonna be okay. We’ll get through this together.

martes, 1 de junio de 2010

¿Viva la Gloria?

sábado, 8 de mayo de 2010

Reach Out

From the minute that you walked right through the door,
thoughts are racing in my mind, time to explore.
I tell my friends that I just gotta have him...
Tunnel vision had him locked on in my sight,
on a mission, for position by the end of the night.
It’s like a prey, playing games with the hunter.
You better run boy, time to surrender
Like a prayer, your touch can take me there.
In my mind, you and me in a secret affair.
Boy you’re killing me and you don’t even know it.
Try to hold back but I can’t control it.
So I’m stepping to you, skip the "How you doing?"
Grab your hand and pull you closer to me.
Out the door we're slipping, then we start to kissing.
Boy you’re invited to my fantasy.
Baby can't you see how you're affecting me?
Sensual, physical fantasy.
Maybe, fate brought the two of closer now.
Don't you wanna...
reach out and touch me before I go insane?
Reach out and touch me, don't you make me wait.
I'm a diamond and you're so on the money.
And all I need is to feel you...

lunes, 26 de abril de 2010

Baby, I love you, you are my life. My happiest moments weren't complete if you weren't by my side. You're my relation and connection to the sun.
With you next to me there's no darkness I can't overcome. You are my raindrop, I am the seed; with you and God, who's my sunlight, I bloom and grow so beautifully.
Baby, I'm so proud, so proud to be your girl. You make the confusion go all away from this cold and mixed up world. I am in love with you, you set me free. I can't do this thing called life without you here with me. Because I'm dangerously in love with you I'll never leave.
Just keep loving me the way I love you loving me. And I know you love me, love me for who I am. Because years before I became who I am, baby, you were my man. I know it ain't easy, easy loving me. I appreciate the love and dedication from you to me.
Later on in my destiny I see myself having your child, I see myself being your wife. And I see my whole future in your eyes. Thought of all my love for you sometimes make me wanna cry. Realize all my blessings, I'm grateful to have you by my side. Every time I see your face my heart smiles.
Every time it feels so good, it hurts sometimes. Created in this world to love and to hold, to feel, to breathe, to love you. I cannot do anything without you in my life. Holding me, kissing me, loving me dangerously. I love you... dangerously in love.

3 months .

domingo, 18 de abril de 2010

Every night I rush to my bed with hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you when I close my eyes. I'm going out of my head, lost in a fairytale; can you hold my hands and be my guide? Clouds filled with stars cover the skies and I hope it rains, you're the perfect lullaby. What kind of dream is this?
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare; either way I don't wanna wake up from you. Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true. My guilty pleasure, I ain't going nowhere as long as you're here. I'll be floating on air 'cause you're my sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare; either way I don't wanna wake up from you.
I mention you when I say my prayers, I wrap you around all of my thoughts. Boy, you're my temporary high. I wish that when I wake up you're there to wrap your arms around me for real and tell me you'll stay by side.
Tattoo your name across my heart so it will remain. Not even death can make us part... What kind of dream is this?
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare; either way I don't wanna wake up from you. Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true. My guilty pleasure, I ain't going nowhere as long as you're here. I'll be floating on air 'cause you're my sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare; either way I don't wanna wake up from you.
Baby, how you doing? You know I'm gonna cut right to the chase, huh? Some women were made. But me, myself? I like to think that I was created for a special purpose, you know? What's more special than you?
It's on baby, let's get lost. You don't need to call in to work 'cause you're the boss. For real, want you to show me how you feel. I consider myself lucky, that's a big deal. Why? Well, you got the key to my heart but you ain't gonna need it. I'd rather you open up my body and show me secrets you didn't know was inside; no need for me to lie.
Usually I'm humble, right now I don't choose. You can leave with me or you could have the blues. Some call it arrogant, I call it confident. You decide when you find out what I'm working with. Damn, I know I'm killing you with them legs. Better yet, them thighs. Matter of fact it's my smile, or maybe my eyes? Boy, you're a sight to see... kinda something like me.
It's too big, it's too wide, it's too strong, it won't fit. It's too much, it's too tough. He talk like this 'cause he can back it up: he got a big ego, such a huge ego. But I love his big ego, it's too much. He walk like this 'cause he can back it up.

martes, 13 de abril de 2010

Digámosle NO al estudio tan temprano :(
Qué horror, las primeras pruebas.

When my daughter received my letter, she decided to look to the King to learn about love like I encouraged her to. She fell deeply in love with what she found, and the change in her was amazing. When I asked her about any romance in her life, she said that she had asked the King to pick her husband. She explained that she was going to stay asleep in regard to romance until The King of Love itself decided to wake her. A year later, she revealed that the King came to her to say that it was almost time to arise for a new morning. Sure enough, he woke her up and introduced her to a valiant, young soldier of the King's. Another year later, she wrote me, saying that this man had asked her to be his bride. When she said yes, he kissed her for the first time. She said "That night I felt like I had become something... treasured... different". She had never felt anything more passionate in all her life than the deep slow burn of waiting on him to lead her. The wedding was glorious.

Can I tell you a story
as we dance while the sun starts to bleed?
Song of songs love is calling,
daughter, wake up from your sleep.

Refined, I’ll become the most dazzling precious treasure,
I’ll be treasured over all the earth.

Bearing the gift of a new heart,
patience ablaze, I’m slowly burning.

Refined, I’ll become the most dazzling precious treasure,
I’ll be treasured over all the Earth.

Refined, I’ll become the most dazzling precious treasure,
I’ll be treasured over all the Earth.

I am in awe and in shock,
I’m in love and given away,
I’m reserved with these words.

Can I tell you a story
as we dance while the sun starts to bleed?
Trees rejoice with the wind here,
Hallelujah, Yeshua.

Tonight, I’ve become the most dazzling precious treasure,
I am treasured over all the Earth.
Just look at what he’s done
How he’s laying down his life,
Take this life, most dazzling precious treasure.

Tonight, I’ve become the most dazzling precious treasure,
I am treasured over all the Earth.

jueves, 8 de abril de 2010

You're a song written by the hands of God.
Don't get me wrong, because this might sound to you a bit odd:
but you own the place where all my thoughts go hiding,
and right under your clothes is where I find them.
Because of you I forgot the smart ways to lie.
Because of you I'm running out of reasons to cry.
When the friends are gone, when the party's over...
we will still belong to each other.
I love you more than all that's on the planet;
moving, talking, walking, breathing.
You know it's true; baby, it's so funny you almost don't believe it.
As every voice is hanging from the silence,
lamps are hanging from the ceiling.
Like a lady tied to her manners,
I'm tied up to this feeling.
Underneath your clothes there's an endless story.
There's the man I chose, there's my territory.
And all the things I deserve for being such a good girl, honey <3.

domingo, 4 de abril de 2010

My hands are searching for you.
My arms are outstretched towards you.
I feel you on my fingertips.
My tongue dances behind my lips for you.
This fire rising through my being, burning.
I'm alive, I can feel you all around me.
Thickening the air I'm breathing.
Holding on to what I'm feeling.
Savoring this heart that's healing.
My hands float up above me
and you whisper you love me.
And I begin to fade into our secret place.
The music makes me sway,
the angels singing say we are alone with you.
I am alone and they are too with you.
Take my hand, I give it to you.
Now you own me, all I am.
You said you would never leave me...
I believe you, I believe.

I'm never gonna be what you want to see, always gotta be me and free. Right or wrong, you'll be gone. I've heard it all before and I'm tired of the lies. I don't think that you know, I'm about to let you go. Before I put you away, one more thing I've got to say:
I'm not sorry and I don't wanna worry. I'm sick of you again, I'm thinking no. I'm not sorry and I don't wanna worry of falling behind; don't wanna wonder and cry again.
I have thrown it all away reaching over a cloudy day and I'm on my way. Cast my shadows all aside, creeping over into the sky. Shining brighter I feel alive.
I'm never gonna be what you wanna see, always gotta be me and free. Living on, with you gone!

sábado, 3 de abril de 2010

That was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love, if it does not exist. Well, darling, you are the only exception. Maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts. And we've got to find other ways to make it alone or keep a straight face. And I've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now I sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness, because none of it was ever worth the risk; you are the only exception. I've got a tight grip on reality but I can't let go of what's in front of me here. I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up, leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream. You are the only exception, and I'm on my way to believing.


miércoles, 24 de marzo de 2010

I love the way that your heart breaks with every injustice and deadly fate. Praying it all will be new and living like it all depends on you. Love that you're never satisfied with face value wisdom and happy lies. You take what they say and go back and cry. You're so close to me that you nearly died. They don't have to understand you, wait and know I understand you. Here you are down on your knees again, trying to find air to breathe again; and only surrender will help you now.

sábado, 20 de marzo de 2010

"So ready for this to be the end, for this to be the twilight of your life, though your life has barely started. You’re ready to give up everything".

"It’s not the end, it’s the beginning".

"I’m not worth it".

"Do you remember when you told me that I didn’t see myself very clearly? You obviously have the same blindness".

"You can’t really believe that I would give in so easily".

"A girl can dream".

"Is that what you dream about? Being a monster?"

"Mostly I dream about being with you forever".

"I will stay with you — isn’t that enough?"

"I love you more than everything else in the world combined. Isn’t that enough?"

"Yes, it is enough. Enough for forever".

Twilight, Epilogue, p.497-498

Un mes <3 , no hay muchas palabras que puedan describir este día. "Te amo" son las que más se acercan.

miércoles, 17 de marzo de 2010

He RockS my WorlD.3 days.

lunes, 15 de marzo de 2010

—Todo va a salir bien, Wanda. Sé que encontraremos el camino.
—Te quiero de verdad, Ian —[...] Sabía que lo recordaría y que acabaría entendiéndolo más tarde—. Te quiero con toda mi alma.
—Yo también te quiero de verdad, Wanderer mía.
Buscó mi cara con la suya hasta que encontró mis labios, y me besó, lenta y tiernamente [...].

The Host; p. 724-725
—No llores, Wanda, no llores. Te quedas conmigo.
—Ocho vidas completas —susurré contra su mandibula con la voz rota—. Ocho vidas y nunca encontré a nadie por quien quedarme en un planeta, nadie a quien seguir cuando ellos se hubiesen ido. Nunca encontré un compañero. ¿Por qué ahora? ¿Por qué tú? Tú no eres de mi especie, ¿cómo vas a ser mi compañero?
El universo es extraño —murmuró.
¿Cómo podía encontrar el amor precisamente ahora, en el último momento, para luego tener que abandonarlo? ¿Era justo que no pudiese conciliar mi cuerpo y mi alma? [...] ¿Era justo que Ian sufriera? Si había alguien que merecía la felicidad, ese era él. No era ni justo ni correcto, ni siquiera... sensato. [...]
Te quiero —susurré[...]—. Yo, el alma llamada Wanderer, te quiero, humano Ian. Y eso no cambiaraá nunca, no importa en qué me convierta [...]. No importa que sea un delfín, o un oso, o una flor: siempre te amaré, siempre te recordaré. Serás mi único compañero.

The Host; p. 710-711

domingo, 14 de marzo de 2010

Tell me that I won't feel a thing.

save me

It's not so easy loving me... It gets so complicated all the things you've gotta be. Everything's changing but you're the truth. I'm amazed by all your patience, everything I put you through. When I'm about to fall somehow you're always waiting with your open arms to catch me. You're gonna save me from myself. My love is tainted by your touch because some guys have shown me aces but you've got that royal flush. I know it's crazy everyday... Well, tomorrow may be shaky but you never turn away. Don't ask me why I'm crying, because when I start to crumble you know how to keep me smiling. You always save me from myself. I know it's hard, it's hard... But you've broken all my walls, you've been my strength, so strong. And don't ask me why I love you, it's obvious your tenderness is what I need to make me a better woman to myself. You're gonna save me from myself.

sábado, 13 de marzo de 2010

And compared to all the great things that would take too long to write, I probably should mention the seven that I like...
The seven things I like about you:
Your hair, your eyes, your old Levi's, and when we kiss I'm hypnotized. You make me laugh, you make me cry... but I guess that's both I'll have to buy. Your hand in mine, when we're intertwined everything's alright. I want to be with the one I know...
And the seventh thing I like the most that you do... You make me love you.
You do <3.

viernes, 12 de marzo de 2010

But you think that I can't see what kind of man that you are... If you're a man at all.
Well, I will figure this one out on my own.

I'm screaming "I love you so"; my thoughts you can't decode.

I'm impossible to forget, but I'm hard to remember.

martes, 9 de marzo de 2010

Hours to school.

cool :T
here we go, go, go again :(


lunes, 8 de marzo de 2010

We know we're in love, so let's keep it alive .

12 days.

my little Decoy.

Close your eyes and make believe this is where you want to be.
Forgetting all the memories, try to forget love 'cause love's forgotten me.
Well hey baby, it's never too late... pretty soon you won't remember a thing.

And I'll be distant, the stars reminiscing your heart's been wasted on me.

Live your life inside a dream, time is changing everything.

Forgetting all the memories and I'm forced into you just 'cause you're into me.

Well hey baby, it's never too late when I'm gone you won't remember a thing.
But I can't stay and you know I won't wait, I was gone from the very first day.
You've never been so used as I'm using you, abusing you, my little decoy.

Don't look so blue, you should've seen right through, I'm using you, my little decoy.

I'm not sorry at all, I won't be sorry at all.
I'd do it over again...

Viva La Gloria!
You blast your name in graffiti on the walls.

Falling through broken glass that's slashing through your spirit,

I can hear it like a jilted crowd.

So Gloria, send out your message of the light that shadows in the night.

Gloria, where's your undying love?

Tell me the story of your life!

domingo, 7 de marzo de 2010

What a night!
Los amo (:

Speechless. <3
I don't CARE!

jueves, 4 de marzo de 2010

She's an extraordinary girl <3.
Happy B·day BFF!

lunes, 1 de marzo de 2010

23 de Febrero: Jesus of Suburbia, un joven estadounidense, está harto de ver por los medios, las mentiras que cuenta la administración Bush sobre la Guerra de Irak, la visión estereotipada de su país que se ve en el mundo por culpa de un presidente pueblerino y que crea histeria colectiva entre la población que le sigue, no sintiéndose un idiota estadounidense (American Idiot).

3 de Marzo: Jesus of Suburbia vive con su madre divorciada y el novio de ésta, Brad, en un barrio llamado Jingletown. Su niñez la paso malcriado en una estricta dieta de gaseosa y Ritalin viendo la televisión y experimentando con drogas (Jesus of Suburbia). Desilusionado con su vida en Jingletown, piensa que ese no es su lugar (City of the Damned), se siente rechazado y traicionado por sus amigos hipócritas (I Don't Care) y el efecto que ello produce en su mente lo obliga a ir a terapia psicológica para llenar su vacío espiritual (Dearly Beloved). Finalmente, Jesus llega a la conclusión de que no puede seguir viviendo así y decide huir de su barrio para ir a la ciudad (Tales of Another Broken Home).

1 de Abril: Una vez llegado a la ciudad, teniendo que dormir en la calle durante un día lluvioso, vive la realidad de la gente que, como él, no creen en la verdad que les venden en la televisión y la represión que los medios de seguridad hacen sobre ellos (Holiday).

2 de Abril: Jesus se siente solo a pesar del bullicio de la ciudad, donde deambula por las noches en busca de alguien con quien hablar (Boulevard of Broken Dreams). Descubre que hay una frontera en su mente, y también que su vida en Jingletown era una mentira (Are We The Waiting), así que decide dar un cambio radical a su personalidad.

7 de Mayo: Adoptando la personalidad de su alter ego, St. Jimmy, actúa como un criminal impredecible, rebelde y violento (St. Jimmy). La soledad y la falta de medios, le hace buscarse la vida robando comida y, siendo descubierto más de una vez, debiendo pagar horas de servicio a la comunidad. Posteriormente se vuelve adicto a las drogas para olvidar su soledad (Give Me Novacaine).

4 de Julio: En las fiestas de la Independencia de los EE.UU., Jesus conoce a una chica de la cual nadie conoce su nombre y llaman Whatsername. Le fascinó a primera vista, ya que en apariencia era una auténtica rebelde, sin fingir ser alguien que realmente no es (She's a Rebel). Actuando como St. Jimmy, comienza a salir con ella y se enamoran profundamente, pero es incapaz de darle lo que realmente necesita debido a su propia inseguridad, y ella resulta ser una chica sensible en la intimidad, fingiendo ser quien no aparentaba (Extraordinary Girl).

18 de Agosto: Juntos viven un tiempo del dinero del desempleo, pero ella se harta de la vida que llevan y en una carta para Jesus, Whatsername expresa la frustración que éste le causa y le cuenta que lo abandona a él y a la ciudad antes que esto le destruya ( Letterbomb). Con el corazón hecho pedazos, Jesus cae un oscuro periodo de depresión (Wake Me Up When September Ends).

19 de Octubre: Decide abandonar la identidad de St. Jimmy, fingiendo un suicidio en la bahía (The Death of St. Jimmy) y luego de haber conseguido un empleo en la East 12th Street se da cuenta que esa vida no es para él (East 12th Street).

10 de Noviembre: Esa noche en la que se queda hasta la madrugada viendo TV con la esperanza de que Whatsername vuelva, se da cuenta de que ella lo ha abandonado y de que nadie lo soporta (Nobody Likes You). Después de recibir una postal de su amigo Tunny en la que le cuenta que ha triunfado en la vida (Rock and Roll and Girlfriend), decide volver a su casa en Jingletown con su madre (We're Coming Home Again). También decide retomar su vieja vida y borrar sus recuerdos, para empezar otra vez desde cero en el lugar al que pertenece.

1 de Enero: Cree encontrarse con Whatsername, pero resulta ser una ilusión. Ella sigue presente en su mente y se propone olvidarla, aunque en el fondo sabe que no lo logrará (Whatsername).

domingo, 28 de febrero de 2010

She's an extraordinary girl, in an ordinary world and she can't seem to get away. She sees the mirror of herself; an image she wants to sell to anyone willing to buy. She's all alone again wiping the tears from her eyes. Some days he feels like dying, some days it's not worth trying.
Now that they both are finding... She gets so sick of crying.

Seguí buscando razones para yo te de cada día más, pedazo de papito
<3. style="font-style: italic;">Y sos m-í-o (:

I can tell by your toes that you're rocking to this beat.
You gotta dance 'til you ache, 'til you drop, 'til you break.
Free your soul... Let me see you s h a k e!

Que tarde eh! <3

I wanna c r a s h, I wanna f a l l.
I wanna be somewhere in the middle.
Something it's better than nothing.
I just need a little.
I like it, I like it, I like it.

jueves, 25 de febrero de 2010

And here we go again, with all the things we said and not a minute spent to think that we'd regret... so we just take it back, these words and hold our breath, forget the things we swore we meant.
I write you just to let you know that I'm alright.
Can't say I'm sad to see you go...
'cause I'm not.

miércoles, 24 de febrero de 2010

Kissing the war goodbye.
August 14, 1945.

Victor Jorgensen
, genious.
Got me lookin' so crazy right now,
your love's got me lookin' so crazy right now!

And I just can't wait till the day 

when you knock on my door!
I miss you all! <3

With no air

If I should die before I wake it's 'cause you took my breath away. Losing you is like living in a world with no air. I'm here alone, didn't wanna leave. My heart won't move, it's incomplete. Wish there was a way that I can make you understand... I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew right off the ground to float to you. There's no gravity to hold me down for real, but somehow I'm still alive inside. You took my breath, but I survived. I don't know how, but I don't even care. So how do you expect me to live alone with just me? Because my world revolves around you, it's so hard for me to breathe. Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air? Can't live, can't breathe with no air. It's how I feel whenever you ain't there... It's no air, no air. Got me out here in the water so deep, tell me how you gonna be without me? If you ain't here, I just can't breathe... It's no air, no air.

martes, 9 de febrero de 2010

Now you know how I feel. This love is forever. You make my life seem so unreal...
Because you are the one that started to make me feel this way, and every night I'm thinking about the words you'd say.
Because you are the one that I want .

sábado, 30 de enero de 2010

No one is as lucky as us.
We're not at the end but we already won.
I'm not used to it but I can learn.
There's nothing to it...
I've never been happier.

Te amo .

miércoles, 27 de enero de 2010


Remember those walls I built: well, baby, they're tumbling down and they didn't even put up a fight; they didn't even make up a sound.
I found a way to let you in but I never really had a doubt.
Standing in the light of your halo, I got my angel now.
You're everything I need and more, it's written all over your face.
Baby, I can feel your halo. Pray it won't fade away.
Hit me like a ray of sun, burning through my darkest night.
You're the only one that I want. Think I'm addicted to your light.
I swore I'd never fall again, but this don't even feel like falling.
Gravity can't forget to pull me back to the ground again.
It's like I've been awakened, it's the risk that I'm taking. I ain't never gonna shut you out. Everywhere I'm looking now I'm surrounded by your embrace, I can see your halo.
You know you're my saving grace.

I had the best day, with you, today .

martes, 26 de enero de 2010

You are the moonlight of my life every night, giving all my love to you. With every breath that I am worth here on Earth, I'm sending all my love to you. So if you dare to second guess you can rest assured that all my love's for you. My beating heart belongs to you, I walked for miles 'til I found you. I'm here to honor you...
If I lose everything in the fire, I'm sending all my love to you .

jueves, 21 de enero de 2010

La pequeñísima parte de mi cerebro que conservaba la cordura empezó a hacer preguntas.
Las preguntas resultaban estúpidas, porque yo sabía la verdad: había estado mintiéndome a mí misma.
Jacob tenía razón. Había tenido razón todo el tiempo. Era más que un amigo para mí. Ése era el motivo por el que me resultaba tan difícil decirle adiós, porque estaba enamorada de él. También. [...]
No me preocupé por nada más que no fuera su dolor. Yo me merecía cualquier pena que esto me causara. Esperaba además que fuera mucha. Esperaba sufrir de verdad.
En este momento, parecía como si nos hubiéramos convertido en una sola persona. Su dolor siempre había sido y siempre sería el mío y también su alegría era ahora mi alegría. Y sentía esa alegría [...].
Sus brazos se cerraron a mi alrededor y me abrazó con seguridad mientras me murmuraba al oído.
Este debería haber sido nuestro primer beso. Mejor tarde que nunca.
Contra su pecho, donde él no podía verme, mis lágrimas brotaron y se derramaron por mis mejillas.

Eclipse; 522-524.

miércoles, 20 de enero de 2010

Yes, it's a chance that we're taking and somebody's heart may be breaking. But we can't stop what's inside us; our love for each other will guide us. Sometimes a friend is the hardest to see. We always know when it's laid on the line; nobody else is as easy to find. So I'll be your friend and I'll be your lover. Because, I know in our hearts we agree, we don't have to be one or the other.

martes, 19 de enero de 2010

Cada vez que estás en mí todo vuelve a ser feliz y tan mágico. Lo lindo de mi vida es el saber que la gobierna tu ser. Tantas veces como parpadee pensaré en ti esta noche. Los espacios entre mis dedos son donde los tuyos encajan perfectamente. Te confecé mis secretos en mil palabras de amor, yo te creía destino y fuiste sólo ilusión. Me encuentro hasta la cintura de pensamientos, porque cuando pienso en ti no me siento tan sola. Tengo la manera más directa, más hermosa y más perfecta... sólo va si es contigo. Cuando uno se enamora, las cuadrillas del tiempo hacen escala en el olvido. Lo lindo de la noche y las estrellas es que tu rostro habita en todas ellas.
Para mi corazón basta tu pecho, para tu libertad bastan mis alas. Es tan corto el amor y tan largo el olvido. El tiempo es demasiado lento para aquellos que esperan; demasiado rápido para aquellos que temen; demasiado largo para aquellos que sufren; demasiado corto para aquellos que celebran; pero para aquellos que aman, el tiempo es eterno. El amor es un juego en el que ambos jugadores pueden ganar, es como la guerra: es fácil empezar pero difícil terminar. Lo que queda detrás de nosotros, y lo que queda delante, son poca cosa comparada con lo que queda entre nosotros. Me gustaría huir de ti, pero si no vinieses corriendo a encontrarme, me moriría. Si pudiese ser una parte de tí, elegiría ser tus lágrimas. Porque tus lágrimas son concebidas en tu corazón, nacen en tus ojos, viven en tus mejillas, y se mueren en tus labios. No tienes que prometerme la luna; me bastaría si sólo te sentaras conmigo un rato debajo de ella. Sabes que estás enamorado cuando no quieres dormir por la noche, porque tu vida real supera a tus sueños. Que brille el sol en el cielo, que brille el cielo en el río, y la luz en tu ventana, adonde estamos dormidos.

Compilado de frases by Camille Parker & Marie Dawson ♥.

lunes, 18 de enero de 2010

Everyone knows it's meant to be,
falling in love just you and me until the end of time...
It’ll happen.
I’ve been making lots of plans, I'll just keep on dreaming.
But it’s cool because we’re just friends.


She's a rebel, she's a saint, she's salt of the earth and she's dangerous. She's a rebel, vigilante, missing link on the brink of destruction. From Chicago to Toronto she's the one that they call old whatsername. She's the symbol of resistance and she's holding on my heart like a hand grenade. Is she dreaming what I'm thinking? Is she the mother of all bombs gonna detonate? Is she trouble like I'm trouble? Make it a double twist of fate or a melody. She sings the revolution, the dawning of our lives. She brings this liberation that I just can't define, nothing comes to mind. She's a rebel... and she's dangerous.

domingo, 17 de enero de 2010

Honey you are a rock upon which I stand. And I come here to talk, I hope you understand. That green eyes, the spotlight shines upon you. And how could anybody deny you? I came here with a load and it feels so much lighter now I met you. And honey you should know that I could never go on without you... Green eyes. Honey you are the sea upon which I float. And I came here to talk, I think you should know that, green eyes, you're the one that I wanted to find and anyone who tried to deny you must be out of their mind. Because I came here with a load and it feels so much lighter since I met you. And honey you should know that I could never go on without you... Green eyes.
I've got a really bad disease, it's got me begging on my hands and knees. Take me to the emergency because something seems to be missing. Somebody take the pain away. Lord knows I tried to find a way to run away. I think they found another cure for broken hearts and feeling insecure. You'd be surprised what I endure. What make you feel so self-assured? I need to find a place to hide, you never know what could be waiting outside. I'm a victim of my symptom, I am my own worst enemy.

miércoles, 13 de enero de 2010

It will turn it all around.

I've lost the use of my heart but I'm still alive, still looking for the life; the endless pool on the other side. It's a wild wild west, I'm doing my best.
I'm at the borderline of my faith, I'm at the hinterland of my devotion; in the frontline of this battle of mine... but I'm still alive.

I'm a soldier of love, every day and night. I'm soldier of love all the days of my life.

I've been torn up inside, I've been left behind. So I ride, I have the will to survive. In the wild wild west, trying my hardest, doing my best... to stay alive.
I wait for the sound, I know that love will come. Turn it all around.
I am lost, but I don't doubt. So I ride, I have the will to survive. Still waiting for love to come, turn it all around.
I'm a soldier.

domingo, 3 de enero de 2010

Sería tan feliz

Te extraño más que nunca y no sé que hacer. Despierto y te recuerdo al amanecer. Me espera otro día por vivir sin ti; el espejo no miente, me veo tan diferente... Me haces falta tú. La gente pasa y pasa siempre tan igual, el ritmo de la vida me parece mal. Era tan diferente cuando estabas tú, sí que era diferente cuando estabas tú. No hay nada más difícil que vivir sin ti, sufriendo con la espera de verte llegar. El frío de mi cuerpo pregunta por ti y no sé dónde estás... Si no te hubieras ido sería tan feliz.

Vuelve, corazón.

Ojala y te me borraras de mis sueños y poder desdibujarte.
Ojala y pudiera ahogarte en un charco lleno de rosas y amor.
Ojala y se me olvidara hasta tu nombre, ahogarlo dentro del mar.
Ojala y que tu sonrisa de verano se pudiera ya borrar.
Como puedo yo borrar tus besos, vida, están tatuados en mi piel.
Quiero de una vez por todas, ya largarte y borrarte de mi ser.
Ojala y la lluvia me ahogue entre sus brazos para no pensar en ti.
O que pase un milagro o pase algo que me lleve hasta ti.
Vuelve corazón, vuelve a mi lado.
Pero no vuelve corazón, no vuelve, no.
Ojala y te me borraras para siempre de mi vida, para no volverte a ver.
Y ojala y te me borraras por las noches en el día, para no volverte a ver.
Y ojala y te me esfumaras de mis sueños, vida mía, y que no me lluevas más.
Y ojala y que la lluvia me ahogue entre sus brazos, para no volverte a ver.
No, ni en sueños.