I know you'll worry about me
But I'll be fine one day just wait and see
I had to go and leave without you
But when I come back you'll be ready too
She sure looks pretty lying there
Nothing but a smile
And a blank stare
Where she's been
You don't know
But when the night falls
You'll wonder where she goes...
Look around the corner
And you'll see
Everything you thought
She used to be
That woman you loved for oh so long
Is fading into a distant memory
Talking to you, is like a warm wake-up cuddle in the mornings.
Talking to you, is like a doze of strong coffee during the days.
Talking to you, is like a blissful escape from reality in the evenings.
Talking to you, is like a soothing lullaby at night.
I said a long hiiiiiii
She didn't speak
She was stunned
Smile at start
Amusement in middle
And anxiety at end in her face
Why is he here like that
Near the Canteen rest room was there
She went in..
Short hand raised like.. I'm going there,
Coz, she wouldn't like to utter a word
But she didn't speak ,she left
It's where the story end's and life begins
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
It's been a while since the last time I was here on lettrs, I really miss the good times when after school I could talk to someone how I'm feeling, what I did, You know, just share great moments sending letters to awesome people that probably I won't meet, actually I feel so sad everytime I remember my old penpals ain't here anymore.
We started out as friends
It doesn't mean anything
It doesn't involve lust nor love
We wanted to believe
That it's impossible
That no one would bother
That no one would fall
Slowly I realize
It isn't possible
What we have
I get what I can't attain
I feel something in absence
I lose control of my emotions
I am lost
It isn't cheating
No one says I love you
We don't touch
But we connect
It's funny though
How I try to ignore
The fact that it's in my face
We both deny the opposite
So what do I do now
Is this the end
Even if it hasn't started
It's been a long time since I've last used this app. I used to have so many things to write about and now it feels like I'm the most boring person ever.
In a blossom flower my students are represented. They have grown and changed, even I'd been growing up with them. I can't say it's easy, but I'm really proud of them. I have shared with my kiddos their happiness, fears and hopes. Deeply in my heart, I expect all the best for them, cause they deserve it. And when I'm exhausted I remember that they're the most special treasure for someone in this world. So, I take the challenge again... education is about those who care. Those crazy enough for making little changes every day.
I want you.
I want to kiss you.
I want to touch your cheek.
I want to feel your warm skin.
I want to feel how your body shivers under my touch.
I want to drink every shiver of your body.
I want to get what you can offer to me.
I want you to get me.
I want you to claim me.
I want you to touch my cheek.
I want you to caress my skin.
I want you to kiss me.
I want you to kiss my body all over.
I want you to drink my moans up.
I want you to give yourself to me.
I want you to claim me.
I want you to have me.
I want you to get my clothes off.
I want to get your clothes off.
I want your lips around my nipples.
I want your beard scratch my nipples up.
I want to lick your nipples too.
I want you to ki...
Empecemos a crear una historia...
Empecemos a crear recuerdos y guardarlos en la memoria, así alimentaremos nuestros amor cuando veamos que se esté apagando. Recordaremos cada momento que pasamos bueno o malo pero que nos hizo llegar hasta donde estamos.
Empecemos a querernos y con el tiempo llegaremos a amarnos, a sentirnos plenos y ser el complemento perfecto pero sin cubrir nuestras alas.
Vivamos y DEJEMOS vivir .... sonreiremos a la vida juntos para saber que no estamos solos!
Pero siempre recordemos donde fue que EMPEZAMOS...
Overnight... It is when the soul feels free ... To think what it wants and what it feels, without pressures or fears
Just let yourself go...
How far have I come in life yet I find myself incomplete.
There are millions of doors open for me yet my legs deny to move.
An unknown undefinable pause-that's what I'm experiencing.
How would you emotionally define a pause??
You are blank, immobile, temporary....
How long will I stay paused??
An imprudent love...
Waves of dreams sweep,
Wash my feet on the shore.
I wish I could tell you,
The story of the earth that shivers
With every wind that kisses her.
The salt that lingers in the air,
The winds that push her thoughts,
Silence of the inevitable floats,
And all this time clouds were her horizon.
The waves that hit the rocks
Spray into a million drops of rush.
An obscure image of shattered ocean
Forms on the stones, darker than itself.
The winds that sweep through the trees
Bend and twirl the leaves.
And still they hold on to the tree.
One of a kind, this world is, we know of. But all it wants is a bond to share
With the ocean, the ground, the winds.
En definitiva el amor no es nada saludable, pero es de las cosas más perfectas en la vida, sin importar cuanto dure o cuán extraños resultemos.
No podía abrir los ojos...
Venían a mi cabeza tantas historias un poco ridículas y con cierta fantasía; sin embargo, todo lucía muy real.
Me encontraba en un lugar bastante agradable disfrutando de la vida, cuando de repente aparecía en otro que era completamente lo contrario. Sentía como una mezcla entre un "sueño" y una pesadilla.
No es la primera vez que me pasa, de hecho, me sucede muy a menudo. La mayoría de las noches, mientras duermo, me invaden los recuerdos y deseos que tengo y muero por tener.
Me gustaría dormir un poco más para seguir viviendo esas aventuras locas que entran a mi mente por las noches. Sólo mientras duermo soy feliz.
No quisiera abrir los ojos...
U r my Life,
but m not urs
You know you're better than this.
Yet, all you want to do is run away, which is honestly not the solution.
Run all you want.
But your fears always will catch up to you. Always, until you learn how to not be scared of them anymore.
So I suggest you live through it. And live every bloody moment of it because you don't know when your last one is.
I dont care if the moment is a happy one or down right sad one.
I don't care if it makes you want to dance or cry your being out.
What I do care about is the fact that you're wasting away.
These thoughts, they don't belong here and for God's sakes don't let the universe know them.
The universe gives you exactly what you think. The s...