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noviembre 30, 2008

eL beso perfeCto...


El beso perfecto

no llevó mas de dos segundos

el beso perfecto

no fue en los labios

como se hubiera pensado

el beso perfecto

fue en la mejilla

y fue mas breve

que ver una estrella fugaz

en el cielo pasar

no hubo palabras después de eso

no se si fue un adiós

o un hasta luego

no se si fue un te quiero

solo se que fue perfecto

porque al fin

despues de tres meses

llevaba un sentimiento.



-KM-
30.nov.2008

noviembre 28, 2008

Suspiros...


Me dijeron que un suspiro

es un beso no recibido

esta noche he suspirado

como estrellas en el cielo han brillado,

hagamos un conteo,

de los besos no dados.



KM
09.Sept.08

noviembre 27, 2008

taN soLo un eXtraCto...


[...]
podría lastimarte...
más, no lo haré
no porque no pueda
si no porque no vale la pena.

-Shâh Mât-
(poema completo no disponible en internet.)


octubre 26, 2008

My nickname...


So.. I didn't know what to write on my nickname on msn and then I found this lovely paragraph taken from The Sandman, written by Neil Gaiman, a british science fiction author... anyway it was too long for a nickname so here is the whole thing, I hope you like it...

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up a whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' or 'how very perceptive' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love.


The character "Rose Walker" in The Sandman

mayo 02, 2008

I'm going home... back to the place where I belong

I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.

Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old.
So I'm going home.

I'm going home.

abril 19, 2008

Who says you can't go home?

I know lots of people is having different thoughts about me going home but at the end is only my choice and I know is the right one...
My -today's- song....
Who says you can't go home???



I spent twenty years trying to get out of this place
I was looking for something I couldn't replace
I was running away from the only thing I've ever known
Like a blind dog without a bone
I was a gypsy lost in the twilight zone
I hijacked a rainbow and crashed into a pot of gold.

I been there, done that
But I ain't looking back on the seeds I've sown
Saving dimes spending too much time on the telephone
Who says you can't go home.

Who says you can't go home
There's only one place they call me one of their own
Just a hometown boy born a rolling stone
Who says you can't go home
Who says you can't go back
I've been all around the world and as a matter of fact
There's only one place left I want to go
Who says you can't go home
It's alright.


I went as far as I could, I treid to find a new face
There isn't one of these lines that I would erase
I've lived a million miles of memories on that road
With every step I take I know that I'm not alone
You take the home from the boy
But not the boy from his home
These are my streets, the only life I've ever known
Who says you can't go home.

It doesn't matter where you are,
it doesn't matter where you go
If it's a million miles away or just a mile up the road
Take it in, Take it with you when you go
Who says you can't go home
Who says you can't go back
Been all around the world and as a metter of fact
There's only one place left I want to go
Who says you can't go home
It's alright, it's alright.
-Bon Jovi-

abril 14, 2008

It's been...



Its been 2 years, 5 months, 8 days since I last sincerely smiled... 2 years, 5 months, 8 days since I last felt happy inside... 2 years, 5 months, 8 days since I honestly laughed...

Can't recall those days when happiness was there and sadness wasn't even my friend

I need some inspiration, I feel I'm losing my direction...

I wanna be that girl I met before I met you