Yo no lloré en la licenciatura, ni en la misa de 4os, ni en la despedida de los 3os... porque ese día no perdí nada. Todo lo que yo perdí, ya se había ido mucho antes, o se fue después...
O quizás, es que yo nunca tuve tanto como creía.
Tal vez...

Febrero

Febrero pasa con rapidez, sin que me dé cuenta. No digo que el tiempo se me escape, que el reloj arrastre los minutos o los salte, no, éso es de otros meses. Es que en Febrero suelo estar más viva, respirar más hondo, percibir con más nitidez el mundo. Y si muero... no es un poco; si muero en Febrero se vuelve algo absoluto y casi irreversible. [Es que tú siempre puedes salvarme]
En Febrero soy más... en cualquier aspecto. Más tonta, más "grande", brillo más [a veces, todo es a veces], sé y entiendo más, así como también hay más dudas... Siento más, extraño más. Y al mismo tiempo, soy más insegura, me insensibilizo más, mi incapacidad de extrañar y necesitar a otros aumenta [La palabra "otros" te excluye absolutamente]. Y hay más miedo, más certeza...
Todo se agranda un poco. Algunos veranos, ese exceso de todo y de nada me lleva al embotamiento, que es peor que embotarse en julio, y también sufro de claustrofobia o.ó

Febrero suele hacer resurgir mi necesidad de escribir el mundo, el real y todos los otros. Febrero, siempre tan azul, hace que los colores sean casi tangibles, y sobretodo uno, ese que hoy resalta tanto.
Y resurgen otras cosas. Mi energía, mis ganas de dar pasos, de saber cómo sigue la historia. Porque las historias son la vida... Hay una historia en cada rincón, en cada esquina, y yo solo quiero oírlas, seguirlas, conocerlas. Pero sobretodo... quiero vivir mi propia historia. Nuestra historia, con mis capítulos y los tuyos, y por suerte, también los nuestros. Y por una vez... el final [lo primero que solía leer en un libro, lo primero que leo en un diario o revista] no es lo que me preocupa, no es lo que quiero saber. El desarrollo es lo que llena mi atención. El desarrollo -el nuestro, el día a día, los encuentros y las presencias ausentes- es lo que yo quiero/necesito vivr/escribir/leer. Para sorprenderme con todo, para reír, para ahogarme, preocuparme y respirar. Y claro, la historia siempre tiene una parte terrible de lágrimas y tensión. Siempre hay un día en que llueve o el cielo está nublado [por suerte], inevitablemente. No hay forma de saltar páginas.
... ¿Y qué? Sí, a pesar de todo, el sol está escondido tras las nubes. Las estrellas no van a dejar de brillar. Y la vida es buena, innegablemente, y hay milagros repartidos por todas partes [tú, por ejemplo]. Entonces... puedo confiar en ti, en mí, en nosotras, en los capítulos que siguen, en el futuro... Y en nuestra vida.




Te amo tanto =D

PS2

Lifehouse - Everything


Find Me Here
Speak To Me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place where I find peace again.

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose...you're everything.

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

You calm the storms, and you give me rest.
You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.
You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.
Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything,everything
You're all I want your all I need
You're everything, everything.
You're all I want you're all I need.
You're everything, everything
You're all I want you're all I need, you're everything, everything.

And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

[Esta es... Para ti, simplemente para ti =D]

Lascancionesdeestatarde /Brionydiríaqueesunjeroglífico

Creep - Radiohead

When you were here before
couldn't look you in the eye
you're just like an angel
your skin makes me cry
you float like a feather
in a beautiful world
i wish i was special
you're so fuckin' special
but i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo.
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts
i want to have control
i want a perfect body
i want a perfect soul
i want you to notice
when i'm not around
you're so fuckin' special
i wish i was special
But i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo.
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here.
She's running out again,
she's running out
she's run run run running out...
Whatever makes you happy
whatever you want
you're so fuckin' special
i wish i was special...
But i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo,
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here.
i don't belong here.

[Sabes? Hace tiempo no moría con esta canción o.ó]



"Bittersweet Symphony"

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
You're a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet yeah,

No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no

Well I never pray
But tonight I'm on my knees yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now

No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I can't change
I can't change

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
Try to find some money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the things meet yeah

You know I can change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no

I can't change my mold
no, no, no, no, no,
I can't change
Can't change my body,
no, no, no

I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
Been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Have you ever been down?
Have you've ever been down?


[Esta es solo porque vi el video... Y fue como O: Comprendo el sentimiento de la canción xD]





"Chasing Cars"

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

[...]





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Y eso po'
Hoy no escribo
Hoy no hablo
Hoy nada
... Tal vez rece.

PS: Lo siento, hoy necesito ser un poco más incomprensible.