Wednesday, July 15, 2009

How Long Will Mucus Dissolve

Who said it was easy to say goodbye? Questions

When we freeze the heart and the routine fits into our actions .... When forced smiles make squiggles on the lips and the tears start to fall down into a sea of \u200b\u200bdoubt enlarged ... When a conversation becomes duo blame war or, worse still, in battle of silence ... know that the time has come.

the time we viewed a thousand times in the nights of shared solitude, when we thought terrifies ties eternal undoing. We hung our desire and our fears of a counterweight to prevent progress clockwise, but even with that we avoid the advance of time that has stepped dreams, and sweep illusions. Were of no tears and pain, our hands were clinging to a dead branch that was cracking but not hopelessly would like .

And I take the role of valiant knight, sword in hand, mowed at one stroke the proximity of our lips. Now to see defeat tear me inside without understanding the reason for all this. My heart stopped beating, not listen to reason and is unable to appreciate the perfection of your person, the nobility of all your actions and professed love for me. My heart has become blind and deaf at once and although I do not strive to revive him.

A goodbye to balance on the tip of my tongue trying to throw a "we" the abyss of failure ... and it hurts so much. Who said it was easy to say goodbye? I am giving the most difficult step of my life ...

... and I have fear of being wrong ...

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Which Comic Pieces Are At Which Place In Big Nate



I do not know when it started, and do not know how it all started, and do not know who started it all ... only now my heart and my head goes crazy and my time disjoint between two different hands. My fingers do not remember how to get disoriented to play a heart. I lose, I lose, I lose.

to where I go? only I can answer that question but ... like to know the right answer? What is the path that takes you to the edge?


will it be love?

say that love is to feel butterflies in the stomach, they say that love is as timed stop at a kiss. But ... and if I do not feel that?

was always there. From I have memory I have walked alongside my steps, at different heights, flying my corner. Because I never felt your eyes on my eyes? Because I never looked up to see that there were?
And now that we look, is the desire of my senses to want to touch your skin and tax your footprints in my body? It is pure fallacy in your company feel that I lack the time and spare me alone? And die of rabies if your mouth fades negative words of this with hints of possible futures in my hands?

I think today I felt chills on the lips. I think today, in the slight distance q between us, I was a little more of you that myself. Your commitment to become a princess I won. And you know it. Truth?

will it be heartbreak?

And if I look inside I hurt the doors open. As you just love? In that moment you stop feeling your heartbeat echo in other breast? At that moment a hand on his knee no longer thrill to pass stiff muscles tense about beforehand? When two bodies entwined on the bed become strangers facing back wall?

Under the umbrella of what we still call home, a Saturday, we die for love in a cold bed and no undo. Perhaps a word of mouth can still save, or not? Why? Since you left me life by staying inside, sitting on the edge of my heart? We let the looks complicit in the nightstand beside the book you never read?

The future that we paint on our board, with blue chalk, it is becoming dry and you do not realize. Or do not you want to see?

where do tours wind vane?

My world crumbles at times on nights like this. Nights

where, in a doorway, I steal kisses that do not belong and caress the body that does not have. Where you're going to win in his pockets while I dead of fear, I see you go. Nights

where, when you get home, I only feel the emptiness of my sleeping on the couch contours to three feet away, while the sheets of my absence watch your dreams.

feel like I'm driving to two hundred per hour into a concrete wall, I'll get to stop in time?

... if you do not decide soon, you end up estrellandote ....
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