Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Sabes?

No reclamaré, no la haré de pedo, no diré nada, no tengo ganas,
no me nace, no quiero intentar nada, me da weba... y sabes?

Lo mismo le pasó a ella.

Gracias por leer.
Bytes.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Ya no me quejaré.

Namas pss ya bais y todos tranquilos.

Gracias por leer.
Bytes.

Apenas se puede cre'r

Apenas se puede creer que vengan las dos y platique mas con ella que contigo,
y luego dices que soy yo, ja!

Gracias por leer.
Bytes.

Not having you

Not having you has been something I'm used to for obvious reasons,
suddenly we hang around each other more time than we have in 7 years
of knowing each other, by fair reasons.

Being alone some time has do me some good, at least I didn't do anything
I could regret so far, but the truth is, I don't like being alone, probably
it's just that I don't like being with myself, even thou I enjoy doing things on
my own, probably is because I have never been alone, not just physically.

So, suddenly, someone like you walks into the picture and creates this,
emptiness, one that's hard to fill, I do know I have you in the palm of my hand,
like, literally, you are an idea on my head that comes to life in the form of
digital text and media, but, what do I do if you are not there? if you are not
available? reachable?, worst/best part is that I want YOU to be the one who's
guilty of this, but as of now, I still search for what I need, instead of focusing...
at least I'm aware of it, isn't?

Not having you has been a constant in my life, that's why I appreciate every
weekend with you and try to make the most out of each minute, you, like me,
create a need, a need of 'me', I like being needed, problem is when the balance
doesn't leans towards the right/expected direction... probably I'll just have to
work on myself some more, but right now, I'm just desperate.

I miss you.

Giving it a second thought, I might learn a thing or two here.

Gracias por leer.
Bytes.

Sigh...

Ni por que te pongo alarma.
Sigh.

INTELIGENCIA
EMOCIONAL

Gracias por leer.
Bytes.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Lo traigo...

Lo traigo atravesado a ese hijo de su puta madre.

Gracias por leer.
Bytes.

Thursday, January 8, 2015

El "problema" de quererte

El problema de quererte no es problema en realidad
eso de siempre tenerte se volvió necesidad
tus abrazos, cariños y tus besos de verdad
le restan diario a mi mundo un poquito de maldad

Ideas rondan mi mente de una vida construir
junto, contigo, a mi lado, no creo sea de más pedir
tenerte de compañera nadie lo podrá impedir
me emociona el ahora y la vida por vivir

Nunca creí que lo nuestro se volviera realidad
lo mejor que me ha pasado, créeme no es falsedad
te pienso yo todo el día, te recuerdo con bondad
no te apartes de mi vida, te lo ruego, ten piedad

Ya no quiero estar tan lejos, te lo digo sin mentir
te quiero siempre a mi lado, no pretendo yo fingir
desde el alba hasta el ocaso tu amor a mi me hace sentir
que del mundo soy el amo, yo lo quiero dirigir

El problema de quererte no es problema en realidad
es amarte y no tenerte, viene a mi la soledad
te extraño a cada momento, parece una tempestad
esta espera a mi me mata, tu eres mi felicidad.

Gracias por leer.
Bytes.