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Monday, 03 August 2009

  • i'm broken

    its never easy...

    life isnt easy
    for whatever the reason things happen
    although we don't know why until time has passed
    time heals everything huh?
    it doesnt
    not this
    time passes and passed and it's like nothing has changed

    no
    things have changed
    but i haven't
    i'm still the same
    the pain is still there
    still fresh as it was the first day
    the difference is that i don't cry anymore

    no
    tears don't come down my cheeks
    but my heart bleeds tears
    rip my heart out
    finish what was started
    rip me apart
    kill all the dreams that i once had
    destroy the life that i thought i would have
    break me into a million pieces
    and scatter them throughout the world
    so that no one piece can unite with another
    just as i cant piece my life back together
    not like this

    after all this time
    i still ask myself why
    what happened?
    what went wrong?
    what the fuck man?
    you lied
    you fucking lied
    and i like a fool believed everything
    i didnt doubt you
    i trusted you
    all because i love you
    or did love you
    i'm not sure anymore
    but of one thing i am sure

    him i will never forget
    his name is engraved in my memory
    and his memory is engraved in my heart

Friday, 17 July 2009

  • i havent managed to knock myself out of this state of mind. for nine days ive been grieving. nine days ive been crying. nine days ive been hoping that this is all just a nightmare i'll wake up from, and soon. i'm not myself. people around me do try to make things better, say words of encouragement to get up and go. it's not the first time i suffer a heart break. so i should be able to surpass this one, too...right? you'd think it was that easy. not so for this heart break. not so. not when it comes from left field, outta the blue. not even after he's explained to you his reasons for it can you grasp your head around the idea. why? because you've been blinded. you hope that one day, and soon, very soon, he'll come back. but how would he if i dont let him be? because i dont want to let him go. not him. i want him to stay. he promised. he was the one that first set foot, and i followed, i willingly followed. and had all faith and confidence in him. thinking that he changed and grew since i met him two years ago. day in and day out. we didnt see each other as often as we would have wanted, but day in and day out we talked. about anything and everything. any other girl would pick up and leave. so why am i not? por pendeja, por ilusionada, porque tengo la esperanza que regrese, que me pida de nuevo que sea su novia. i cant be like this! i know i shouldnt! i just dont want to break lose. i made him a promise. and i'll keep that promise.

    i dont know what else to say...

Thursday, 15 January 2009

  • song reflection

    So I find myself sitting in my room again, listening to music, more like picking out songs from my library to play. I still have yet to see what these songs have in common. This one’s talking about a certain someone from the past who’s gone but singer still thinks bout the person. The one before was talkin about erasing the memory, more like the broken person. And now I clicked on a song talkin bout how this guy’s hypnotized practically by this girl. Yeah, this one’s a nice song I’ll admit. Im blind. That’s my conclusion after all of this, im blind. Im stuck in this road, and I guess the reason for that is I don’t know which road to take. Im at a fork. No. not a fork. I don’t wanna move. It’s been a while since ive been here, last time was easier though to figure this out. Then again everything is easier when you’re younger. ‘el derramo su amor por ti.’ I memmer the first time I heard this song, I liked it, but I never paid attention to the lyrics until I was laying on my bed at depaul that first summer before it busted (it was a good cd, too man). And I was like ok is this guys talkin bout himself, one of those other ‘I gave everything I got and was shot down’ song? And no, it’s not. I memmer going ‘awwww,’ and loud, too. Well, audible at least; I was alone in the room at the time. damn it, why’d I go and hit play on this song?! Time’s passed and I still get tears whenever they sing about Delilah. My weak spot is acoustic anything, instrumental, too. And with Delilah practically having a guitar serenade, I get jealous. Yes, im jealous of Delilah. And you’re to blame…this one’s for you… what did you do to me?! breathe…breathe…tears have stopped. DON’T CLICK ON THAT SONG!!! Not clicked. And if you don’t wanna miss me tonight, why don’t you let me know you’re alive?!?! And yes, you did break my heart BSB, you did. I cant make it on my own, come with me, yeah? Then again, it’s better to be alone that in bad company. Random ppl have been appearing in my dreams; I take that back. Not random people. random dreams, yes. Retracing conversation: what would it be like to see me sleep? Jeje, that got me smiling now remembering it. And…this song?...very random. But I needed a beat. it’s like im looking for one song in particular, and I cant find that song. Maybe because I don’t know what song it is. And that’s how I feel. I cant find the way out. Or perhaps I don’t wanna go out that way. So I’ll just be stuck here back in square one, and refuse to move. Let everything take its course and once everything’s passed and done I’ll come back. Don’t pressure me to say, do or be anything or something im not. Don’t tell me anything either, I want it to be quiet. I want to hear me think to understand my own reasoning, if there’s any reason at all. I want to remind myself of who I am, where I come from, where I belong in all of this mess I call my life. Shorty…I heard it in the morning, and automatically I smiled. Not too long ago all I wanted was to fly to escape this, whatever it was. Now all I want is to be alone. Leave me alone to see the light, on my own, on my two feet. I want to know that I can do it by myself. I want to talk on my own! Without the help of anything or anyone! No, I take that all back. La neta: I don’t know what I want. I want everything and nothing at the same time. I want to be and not be. I don’t know. that’s my answer. I do not know. period. Punto final. Dejame volar, dejame olvidar, recordar que el mundo está cansado de esperar. Dejame volar, dejame poder borrar el dolor que causa...sobrevivire...no pienso regresar... on top of that, manda una señal. And i smile again. I know one day i’ll smile again. One day.

Tuesday, 13 January 2009

  • new year, new adventures

    that's gonna be my motto for this year. last year taught me to never plan anything in great detail because chances are it wont happen!! some planning is good, having goals is good, wanting and hoping and praying something to happen is good, but planning bn bn bn = bad. so we have to take things as they go, in a sense go with the flow but also learn to not drown in the currents. that too is bad. one shouldnt be a follwer, one should be strong to have a mind of his/her own. ive always believed that. and last year gave me a refresher. it's not that im becoming a loner, ok possibly, but i guess i have the heart of a vagabond. in the good sense of the word ppl. vagabond does not mean bum. y ahora que puedo vagar por el mundo, ps hay que aprovechar. and for that i have to work to save money =/ jajaja, can you tell im not one for working just yet? but hey, it's time i start working, saving, and that way i can enjoy my vagando por el mundo. this is my time now. its my time to enjoy life as it comes, one day at a time. its time to stop worrying about what's to come and enjoy what i have. it is definately a new year. and there'll definately be new adventures. a huevo.

Thursday, 11 December 2008

  • old memory, current feeling

    so as i browse through my documents working on my portfolio, i found this that i wrote what seems ages ago. and as i read it i realized that it's still fresh not only in my mind but in my heart as well. it's not in its entirety, certain things should be omitted. but if you know me well enough, you'll know who im talkin bout...

    Quiero que seas feliz aunque no sea conmigo…..

    Yes. I do want you to be happy, even if im not the cause of your happiness. I still have feelings for you. Im finally admitting it. But I wish I didn't have to figure it out in this way. I cried. And when crying's involved it's something more. It usually is. So I guess I have to move on now, huh? I thought I had, but I didn't. and all because I thought a person in a movie looked like you. And it started from there. feelings came back. Ideas came back. I relived moments that I thought put away. I thought of 'what if' time and time again. But there's nothing I can do about it now. Just put everything in the past and move on. But it wont be easy. It'll take time... eventually ill put them away. Someday... But that wont happen anymore will it?... And how can I see you now? The thought of it scares me that ill be seeing a shadow of what was once mine, what was once something that made me go bonkers and do things I never thought of doing. People have that power over you only if you let them. And I let him. I let him do so many things to me, for me, because of me. but now they're no more. They're gone. Im nothing to him. And ima try not to look for him. But is there such a thing as try? What else can I do to forget him? Delete him from my memory? That'll be like forgettin nothing happened when it did... Damn it marieta... How the fuck did u manage to do that?! But there he was, he bailed u out. And he bailed you out so many times after that. Now I have to bail out for myself and let him be. It's not easy. It wasn't easy the first time when I thought I had forgotten and moved on. But im the one to blame. Because of me. all because I wanted him. Was it lust? Was it love? Was it attention? Or was it all of the above and more? Oh so much more. Im never gonna forget about him. Never. Especially after what we shared. He's moved on. So why haven't i? Because I cant let go. Because I still want him. I miss him I guess you can say. But I cant have him. Not ever. Not anymore. So no me queda de otra but to move on. Poco a poco marieta. Poco a poco. Damn movie. Damn marieta. Ull never learn will you?

    I already miss him...ever since the beginning ive missed him...but i miss him even more now that hes gone for reals...i miss him...ill never forget him. Or the times we shared. His is a story to tell. A story to share. A story to remember. Especially since we shared much more, so much more.

    Will he remember me?...

    I'll always remember him…and carry him to my grave. His memory at least…always…

    I do have feelings for you... I do…from the beginning I had them…but now they don't matter. They don't matter anymore. So down the drain they go…down I go…

    Remember me…

    *big sigh*

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