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I guess that's what happened between us

Words I couldn't say

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Avisa si quieres volver a verme, yo sigo donde siempre. 

Nada ha cambiado desde que te fuiste.
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- Yes, I started talking with her again and I bet everything is ok, the only problem is the fact that when she goes to sleep she sends me message saying: miss me.
+ Does it annoy you?
- No, of course it doesn't but... I don't even know why she writes that every single night.
+ Well man, maybe she's just waiting a reply like: I'm doing it.

Do you still love him?

Que las cosas que importan jamás perderán su brillo

Meaning

"I love you" means that I accept you for the person you are, and that I do not wish to change you into someone else. It means that I will love you stand by you even throught the worst of times. It means loving you even when you're in a bad mood, or tired to do the things I want. It means loving you when you're down, not just when you're fun to be with.
"I love you" means that I know your deepest secrets and do not judge you for them, asking in return that you do not judge me for mine. It means that I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love you enough not to let you go. It means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly.
It means that even though you don't know I feel this way I hope you do it too.

*_ie__o_ei_*

Smoke up

Everything was better when you were here

Always the same answer to the same question

Just hope that if there's a day you read this don't think I'm so crazy.

You were the love of my life, I guess, I just thought I was yours too.

What happened?

Thanks for the memories

They say it's a broken heart but it hurts in my whole body

Will you remember me? Cause I know I won't forget you

How I wish my memory had a delete button

And you flashback to when he said "I love you"

I need you to let me go

Goodbye my love

I made a decision. It's bad news for our relationship, but I can swear that is the best for our lives, our hearts and our health too. Years ago I fell in love with you, with your crazes, with your defaults and obviously with your great points, so I decided to believe in you, to trust you when you were next to me saying: "You're fucking unique, the best that happened to me, the only one, and I love you". I really thought that it was true.
However, things have changed.
You, you moved on. You definitely moved freakingly on. They say they see you smile with a new girl.
And me, well there's not much to say. Here I am. In the middle of nowhere.
And yeah, I almost forgot. I made a decision and it's bad. I decided that I love you, I decided that I'll love you more and more everyday if it is even possible. I decided that, I will never ever stop loving you.

centsis

¿Qué quedará de ti y de mi cuando dejemos de intentarnos, cuando el orgullo gane el pulso, cuando me tumbe en mi cama y en la mirada solo quede esa triste sonrisa reflejada de la ultima vez que te vi, esa que deja la distancia cuando mata? ¿Y qué pasará? Pues ni idea, supongo que lo de todos los años llorar, correr, intentar mantener tu recuerdo alejado, bueno esta vez habia intentado algo diferente pero no pude. No supe aprender a olvidar antes de que dolieses, igual que tampoco llegue a saber cerrar los ojos hasta desaparecer.  Ha sido un poco como llegar tarde y no ser suficiente, pero ya me voy acostumbrando. Y de nuevo la unica forma que tengo de gritar es escribir, tal vez algun dia lo leas, escribir todas esas palabras que nunca te dije, las que deje guardadas, las que me dejaron cicatriz. Algun "Te quiero" y "Te echo de menos", otros "Ojalá estuvieses aquí" y algun timido "Vuelve pronto". Pero no, ni tu ni yo, ni querernos ya, ni tu volver, ni yo perseguirte. Ahora ya, pasar pagina, sin poder, sin querer, con ese brillo en los ojos que se tranformara en lagrimas cuando deje de  engañarme, que no soy tan fuerte. Y es que a mi, eso ya lo sabes, siempre me han dado miedo nuestros finales, quizas porque son inevitables.

All my love, Juliet

"Y" y "SI" son dos palabras que por si solas no suponen ningun tipo de amenaza. Pero si las juntamos, una al lado de la otra podrian tener la capacidad de atormentarnos durante el resto de nuestras vidas "¿y si?", "¿y si?"
No se como acabarán las historias de amor verdadero,  pero supongo que si en algun momento fue real entonces, nunca es tarde. Supongo que solo hace falta coraje para seguir a nuestro corazon.
Es cierto, que no se lo que se siente con un amor como el de Julieta, un amor por el que se cruzan oceanos y se deja atras a seres queridos, pero me gustaria crees que si en algun momento lo siento, tendre el valor de aprovecharlo.

Stuck in love

Thera are two kinds of people in this world: hopeless romantics and realists.

A realist just sees that face and packs it in every other handsome boy they've seen before.
A hopeless romantic becomes convinced that God put them on earth to be with that one person.
In my opinion there's no God and life is only as meaningful as you fool yourself into thinking it is.
That's what I think, or maybe that's what I'd like to think, or maybe that's what I had thought my entire life, until you appeared in it.

Not just you

-Nunca más.-se dijo. Colocó un cigarro en sus labios y lo encendió torpemente por culpa del viento.-Me lo juro.

She never wanted something different

La luz se apagó, no podía soportar más lo que veía. Otra noche más ella lloraba desconsolada. Durante el día intentaba hacer creer a todos que la vida era perfecta, pero, después, al apoyarse en su almohada, él volvía a estar más presente que nunca. Lágrimas y más lágrimas las que había tragado ese trozo de tela debajo de su cabeza. Y le importaría a más de uno, y no querrían verla llorar, pero es que ella tampoco quería otra cosa.