Entre remolinos

"fuimos casi un muro casi viento casi sal
fuimos casi nada y todo de una sola vez
todo de una sola vez
....

y nos quedamos ahi como bordando el dolor
como sacando del mar el rostro para llorar
y nos quedamos ahi con la certeza de estar
enrededados entre remolinos y su amor"

Eight Times Eight

I’m really tired of the notions of you, 

of finding you in the corners of my heart, 

of my mind.

Tired of the way you keep coming back to my thoughts,

of believing that you are still mine,

that you still wait for me,

that your counting the days to see me, 

that you are waiting for my call, 

I’m tired of you, 

of your memory, is too vivid 

What did you do?

were you really that great?

was your smile really that bright?

or is my memory playing tricks on me?.

I don’t want to hear you anymore,

I don’t want to see you in the corners anymore,

I don’t want to anymore,

I know you are not real, 

that I’ve have made you up, and yet 

nothing sounds as sweet as your name,

nothing seems as bright as your smile,

nothing is as real as your lies.

I grabbed on to them and made them 

the foundation of us, excuse me, of you and me 

because we were never us, right?

and yet again, I’m last to know.

Nia

Mild Storm

Mild Storm by Leonidaf Fremov

When the love falls

No seria a ti

I'm grateful

Meeting you,
Being able to stroke your hair
Meeting you,
Bein able to breathe looking at each other
Holding you
I can rest in your arms and cry,
whenever i'm weary .


Im glad
Such a beautiful world like you
were here by my side.
Even in the stormy wind,
and under the shabby roof
The feeling that I'm not alone
Living day by day wearily
finding it hard to survive
Thinking that this is not a
meaningless existence
Because you were always here
by my side,protecting me.


Meeting you,
Being able to cook the meal
that i can share with you.
Meeting you,
And being able to hold your sore hands.
Holding you,
i am able to do things i couldnt do


Im glad
Such a beautiful world like you
were here by my side.
Even in the stormy wind,
and under the shabby roof
The feeling that I'm not alone
Living day by day wearily
finding it hard to survive
Thinking that this is not a
meaningless existence
Because you were always here
by my side,protecting me.


Meeting you,
Being able to stroke your hair

what am i to you (?)

Se dejaba llevar

Overcoming inertia: beginning

      Everything starts at the beginning be it stories or journeys of thousands of miles they  start when we set our minds and bodies in motion. This is where it gets complicated for me, don’t know why but getting started has always been my “Achilles heel” if you may. I have an active mind/imagination that not always makes it to a palpable medium. I want to blame it on my procrastination problem, oh procrastination c’ est magnifique! Well that’s a lie my friends! procrastination is good until is not good anymore (huh!?!) I always find myself rushing to meet deadlines whether is homework or appointments or whatever, trust me it sucks to be “against the clock” all the time, not only that I am also very prone to inertia or to be inactive but as I have become more aware of this tendencies of mine the least I like them. So I decided to overcome them! Easier said than done? well yes, but my mind is set.