como insignificantes gotas de rocio, bajo la naciente lluvia intensa, estamos ambos, en el mismo rio ahora creciente, antes tierra desierta.
trato de acercame a ti, pero inevitable es que dude de ello. **te siento tan lejano ultimamente ** te veo y dudo qué es lo que veo.
los recuerdos salen a la luz, en mi mente brillan sin miedo. me dejan ciega y muy dolida; desearía que no fueran recuerdos.
te veo, y no puedo creerlo. me ves, y es como si no lo hicieras. sensaciones de pena en ti no veo, pero esas son las que me atormentan.
en la antigua tierra desierta eramos desertores de remordientos, sin embargo, en este actual rio se ha llenado de lagrimas de sufrimiento.
lo que no tengo del todo claro es si son lagrimas mutuas o propias, ya que cuestiono tu reaccion, pues como un muerto, ni te inmutas.
ahora, no se si tengo algun poder, poder de cambiar la situacion, poder de volver retroceder, poder de ser quienes fuimos una vez.
ahora, me apena seguir como si nada: en mi corazon nunca fuiste nada. veo que no lo notaste, quizas no fui clara, pero sé q en mi corazon seguiras, no te odiaria ni obligada.
if wishes fell like a rain, then certainly i am a storm. if dreams were flowers, then i am the purest garden. my soul lives not to suffer, but to be alive. and in the deepest part of myself, there it lies.
if my life was recorded, it would be in the oldest diary;
using ancient vocabulary, only the wise ones understand it.
like a witch spelling casts, i'd spell all my desires
in my secret language; only i understand me.
if words were finite, i speak my own dialect. it has just one rule: never faking my voice. i must follow my own sound to the labyrinth, the labyrinth of the freedom, of feeling loved.
if the world can't provide what i require, then i'll create my own cosmos, to share with the planets because i'll never deny the needs of the soul, that's why _ _if wishes fell like a rain, then certainly i am a storm.
when i looked at you, i saw a whole story so i tried to read you, but all i read was the cover. you felt like page full of beautiful words in an unknown language, that made me see it like a lover.
when i glanced at you, i fell in love with your body it was with mine in loneliness, sweet dreams we embodied. never speaking, only using the terms of the heart never talking, just listening to the breath next to mine.
but when i had to wake up, i couldn't escape from the feeling of us hugging each other, of me feeling so loved i didnt want to wake up, our dream was over and i realised_ i had already lost my lover._
and during days now, all i think about is our history; the one i narrated without the rules of grammar but the one i narrated with the rules of loving, so i couldn't read those lines, i had to enjoy just the cover.
to be a woman is to always give love to what shouldn't be loved and be forever in love
to be a woman is to have a lot of needs that nobody understands and that nobody can fulfill
to want to run through the forest watch the moon with a coven to observe the animals that go after their mother
to scream when no one can listen and write verses without thinking to cry while seeing the mirror and not knowing who you see
my tears are falling down just like those so called raindrops that i see on my bed, on my window while im looking at my reflection.
and as i feel the tears in my face, as i feel my eyes getting dry i look at my reflection but what i see, it's not what i thought;
i see sadness and pain like i was death in life, but when i look at myself i don't know who am i.
i know im pure and simple. im innocent but smart. i know that barrier in my mind; it doesnt let the pain sit in my heart.
and the heart is the mind that doesnt think, that just loves, and my mind is already hurt so the heart, do i need it or not?
the heart, makes me cry at night, makes me feel big and small, cause there's no logic in it's work, it's just a feeling, without any thought.
and as i thought of myself, i realised that my reflection was how i wanted to be like: it had no heart, just a body and mind.
and, oh, to have a pure heart that feels and lives with no fault. now, my heart is betrayed and hurt; i can't love without any thought.
soledad mia, oh, te abrazo te siento cerca, te invito a mi regazo me acompañas aún cuando no te amerito me abandonas justo cuando te necesito
recuerdo mi vida, sin tu compañía recuerdo mi vida, junto a otra vida una linda, pequeña y peluda una llena de amor, energía y hambruna
en mi mente, solo unos momentos en mi corazon, todos mis sentimientos en mi persona, mi tierna compañera en mi alma, mi juventud entera
soledad mia, oh, te abrazo mas abrazo más a mis memorias en las que ella se recostaba ahora en mi historia, antes en mis brazos
