Here we are.

Te recordaban que estaban siempre ahí, trayéndote las risas del nuevo comienzo. Das gracias por ello, por ellas. Otro trago y con ello te las comes. Te das cuenta de que eso es lo que vale. Sientes que te enseñan y que tu no quieres dejar de aprender de ellas. Los abrazos son de verdad. Los besos lo son. Gracias. CM.

"It sucks, you know.

When everything is doing fine, then, it all crashes again?

And the worst part is I really don't want to try and put it all back together again, but i have to."

What to think about?

I stood up and felt the cold floor beneath me. I miss it when everything seemed to be good and like nothing's impossible. Like life's worth it. I'm not saying that it all isn't true, just miss feeling like this.

I'm kinda afraid but someday I will know why. What am I scared of.

"I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most inocent sence of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane."

Tercer traste.

Me deslizo por las cuerdas de la vida, de puntillas, escribiendo mi propia canción. Todavía no se el nombre de la obra. Lo sabré cuando la termine. Extraño, verdad? Cuándo la obra este terminada, ya no habrá obra. Supongo que nunca tendrá nombre. No parar de tocar. Hasta que las llagas de tus dedos sangren, ahí está el secreto. Por ti. Por el. Por ella y por mí. Y ver como bailan tu música, tu ritmo, y que se junte con sus melodías.

I see you still wearing my t-shirt. Yeah, felt weird. Everytime I think I've taken a step, I take two steps backwards. It was guessed to be a great Christmas, I had big hopes about it. Now, it all has changed and I just  don't know how is it like. Sometimes I wanna share it with you. At last with the person I thought you were.

I'm not sad. I'm not down. Is just weird. I wish I could know what I want, what I feel. Who knows? Maybe...

Why?

Lucky bastard.

You really do always want more.
Out on the road all I want is a home.
Then David spoke about my future.
You lucky bastard with a beautiful wife, she's mine.


I was born for a few reasons.
To love my neighbor more than he loves his life
Got to say that it was easy.
That sad old man committed suicide last night.


I really do always wan't more.
Out on the road all I want is a warm home.
Then David spoke about my future to me.
Winners don't quit, keep your eye on the finish line.


I was born for a few reasons.
I love my neighbor more than he loves his wife.
Got to say that it was easy for me.
That sad old man well she killed him last night.


I got another reason…I want to go home
This city's fucking cold and I want to go home.
I'm feeling co-dependent, I miss my baby girl.