Thursday, September 28, 2006

Strong emotions cause deep toughts ...

Moments, songs, looks, silence... love?

What exactly are this moments?, are they some way
to teach us how we're suppossed to act?, or the way
to tell us how we're going to be in time?...
are this moments even real?...
are they different from our concept of logic?
I dont really know why ... i just know i feel great
having you and these moments together at the same time.

Its funny when I look into your eyes and
the only thing i am able to do is smiling
when we're listening to our songs together
and we're singing along just looking down
cause we could forget the lyrics if we
start to look into eachothers eyes...
and then the music stops, no more sound
just silence, but knowing that in our heads
there are so many thing that we want to let out
but its just ... weird ... its just ... funny
its just ... confusing in some ways ....
could it be? ... love?

Analogy of realities ...?



Thinking about some of the different ways that we have to express love,
different ways of saying "I love you"... there are many ways:
we could just hold hands in public, we could send roses just because its thursday,
we could kiss because she's just beautiful with the combination of light and shadow in her face,
or we could just say it: "I just love you"...
But ... what if we want to say it and we cant?...
are there so many ways to hide it as there are to say it?...
thats when the thing gets a little complicated, hiding feelings is like living two different lives, everything changes when you see her, you turn into someone else ...
you want to say hi, but you're afraid, you want her to look at you
but its so hard to get her atention,
and then you decide to just sit and wait cause its impossible ... but wait for what? ...
for her to look so you can smile ... for her to go to you and say hi...
illusions that we create in order to make ourselves "happy"
with just thinking of the possibility of something desirable... her

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Fear... confusion... truth.



Sometimes we dont say things because we are afraid of what could happen ... sometimes we are afraid of consequences ... afraid of actions that could be taken ...we dont like risks, sometimes its too far from our mind to take chances, then what is life about?... its important to know how to take opportunities, but we cant... we dont know how to, because we are so afraid, we are afraid of changes.

We miss things even though we pass them by every day, we miss moments, we miss words, we miss smiles, we miss someone that could turn our day upside down... and just because we are not sensitive to that side, the one that tells us how important details are, how important a simple "hi" could be, if we could just stop our day for a couple of seconds and look around, and see all the things we've been missing, even though we experience them day by day... we could have more "happy days" we could have more special ones to share our thoughts or... just the weather... we could even... change our lifes.

Trapped

Lightened by the moonlight
feeling you deep in me
holding your hand so tight
so no one will take away from me

Im here with you thinking,
in all the existing ways
that I could make you happy
and now that I have you....

I wish this moment never ends
I want you to be with me every day
your language as same as mine
is only one kiss one smile,
and thats when I get trapped
within the lines of your heart beats

Its a dream, a beautiful one
looking straihgt to your eyes
they tell me all I want to know
just one smile and I get hipnotized

You have something over me
something i havent felt before
I just dont want to go away
and again I want you to know...

I wish this moment never ends
I want you to be with me every day
your language as same as mine
is only one kiss one smile,
and thats when I get trapped
within the lines of your heart beats

Just... Shhhhh



Talking without words
trying to heal wounds
just nothing to hear
and too much to feel

Feelings hard to describe
so its ok if we just cry
it'd be great to hear one word
but it'd be better just to hold...

You in my arms and never stay away
in silence but safe taken by the hand
my eyes, they would be displeased
if they dont see what my heart cant hear

If you ask me i'll say
all the things i left away
but all in silence i'd be
to let you know my love is real

Going back in time
silence stills tonight
and i think i'll never know
how it'd be to hold...

You in my arms and never stay away
in silence but safe taken by the hand
my eyes, they would be displeased
if they dont see what my heart cant hear

Sentimiento Irreal



Sueño que te tengo, es lo que puedo desear
estoy contigo y me pierdo, en tu profundo mirar
sin ti solo tengo la luna, con quien puedo hablar.

Me despierto y ya no estas
solo estan los recuerdos de lo que alguna vez fue real
en mis ilusiones me refugio, solo en ellas te veo andar.

Me enferma pensar que me quedare,
aqui, extrañandoteme
me enferma pensar que siempre estare,
aqui, soñandote
ilusionandome con tus besos
me sueño abrazandote,
solo es la irrealidad de mis lamentos.

Sueño que te tengo, es lo que puedo desear...

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Paradigma de una ilusion...


Te escucho y siento que me lleno de de una luz inalcanzable que solo en el sonido inexplicable de tan hermosa melodia puedo pensar, que alguna vez por lo menos me imaginare acariciando lo que mi alma siente pero mis ojos no perciben.

Ese sentir sin expresion que me agobia al no estar cautivo al no tenerte en mis definiciones de alma, mente y amor...fuerza es lo que sigue en mi, dandole la razon a lo minimo,definiendo un deseo como algo sin explicacion.

Con tu profundo mirar siento caer en un vacio interminable el cual solo termina si se invierte el rumbo de lo que hoyes el viento, que me lleva a pensar como seria acompañarlo porque esta cansado de verte solo a ti.

Percepcion de sentimientos cuando ausente estas, porque si estas, solo percibo el palpitar inagotablede algo que sera lo que por mi siente, lo que por mi vive, algo que al parecer no solo lo hace por mi.

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