Te quiero!!! Te quiero tanto. Te quiero feliz. Te quiero libre. Te quiero cuando te sabes hermosa, perfecta, celestial. Te quiero con tus ojos grandes, con el pelo suelto. Te quiero cuando tienes frío, cuando estás cansada. Te quiero cuando te enojas y mandas el mundo a volar. Te quiero cuando haces magia, cuando trabajas duro, cuando te quieres. Justo ahí te quiero más. Te quiero sabiendo que no me quieres, pero te quiero aún más cuando finges que no es cierto. Te quiero morena, te quiero bronceada. Te quiero sin zapatos y con el pelo suelto. Libre y natural como eres. Te quiero como siempre has sido. Te quiero como nunca serás.
I'm afraid of becoming different. I'm fearful of one morning being another person, of thinking too much, of questioning everything and trying to get away melancholy. I'm terrified of knowing everyone, of saying hello to all those people and remembering their names, of not being timid, of being a kind and friendly person the people says I am. Of course, I am not that. I don't keep a smile on my life; neither is nice nor sexy. I am too worried about thinking all time, about the conversations with myself and the healthy practices of waking up early, reading a lot, exercise and not eat meat. What will happen to me in this way? What will I become on this road? What will I do with the vacuum of no pain? I don't want to be that handsome guy, I don't want the cute smiling I see on the mirrors every morning, I don't want to smell sweet. I don't know what is happening; I don't know what is different now. I want my obscure Mondays; I need my unsolved dramas, th...
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