9 November 2016

And today i thought about her.
I wanted to hug her but i was scared she hitted herself  as i was the one who tried hard to make her walk when she didnt want.
I just support my head over hers and  told her "see you in one month T-ita".

You made me feel value when i went inside your room and you try to take my hand while smiled, i liked to think you kind of missed me or maybe you felt glad i came back , because i know; to your eyes i was the bad one, the one who encourage you walk when you didnt want, the one who feed you even if maybe you werent hungry because you need the nutrients for your little body and hard muscles, the one who desperated when you tested me.
I was so happy that you become so easy going  with me that i forgot that maybe you were really tired of something else inside you,even if you smiled and laught.

I just saw how your face was like a sunshine when i sang you while i walked and run pushing your chair throught the green of the Downs.I remember how you raise your head to look at the trees, and how just that maked you smiled like if you were watching fairies dancing around the leafs.

I often think how you made laught to people when you smiled and jump to be closer to them.
Is curious how i think you as stuburn but how amazing was see your face when you smiled.

Donde quedara...

Y el sentir de que te cojan la mano y el sentir de la voz que sabes que te calmara.Porque solo el sabe los sentimientos que albergas.

Y de todo lo que te dio no te cuerdas, hasta que de repente te das cuenta que no todas las nuevas personas que puedas conocer te harán olvidar.Porque no todos sabrán  ver  dentro de la piel , sentimientos que albergas.

Y todo se quedara en un sueño...

Learning to accept

And those who promise to be your friends after to leave you, will desapear and you will learn when they will not ask you any more, even if they know you need them.

Maybe you thought they said the trueth, they said lets be friends, sometimes happend, i did, i do sometimes too.Maybe Karma, but the end is that you are alone.

Nobody will come to cover your tears in joy even after a lost.

Tomorrow maybe you are happy because you dont want to realize of the fact that people gone even those who still breathing.When you remember those who passed away cry, just cry and don feel shame maybe you dont need company or someone who can hug you, just need to cry.

But tomorrow remember,people need hugs or just company, and you can do it too.

Sorry to just need and maybe dont give enought.

Tash

Little star, little star ,
stronger like the brigthest sun.
So cheeky with the trees and so gentle with the clouds.
But all were happy to hear your laught.

Just your smile was the most beautiful sound ,that you never could pronounce.
And still in our heads even when you said goodnight.

And today i think about you.

How i was destroying you, 
how i am actually destroying you,
in my day a day i don t used to realize how much pain i am causing you,
i am so sorry,is not my intention.

I know i love you, i know many of us do.
But they dont want that we  care about you,
they arent able to see farder than an interest, 
their own interest.

They dont want to accept we can live with less, 
the dont want to accept the system can be rebuild.
They are scared.

You are my mother, 
you are ours,
the earth mother.

And when everybody and everything around desapear,you remain,you alone.
And you know that everything will back to your mind and maybe cry but stay strong,get inspire by the green of the grass by the pink of the flowers by the brown of the trunk,think of the earth, because sometimes you need to forget about the sky.

Quiero olvidarme

Quiero olvidarme de que me fui,

quiero olvidarme de que estoy aquí.

Quiero olvidarme del sentir,
quiero olvidarme del olvido, 
porque ya el olvido es recuerdo,
del recuerdo que viví.

Quiero olvidarme de que pasó,
de lo que fue y no volvió.

Quiero olvidarme.

Y...

Y el recuerdo será olvido,
Y el olvido el suspiro
Y del suspiro el aire
Que se eleva y flota
Y de ahí a la nada
Y de la nada alegría.
Y de la alegría un brote.
Y del brote una flor,
Y de la flor un tú,
Un yo,
Un nosotros,
Un todo

Al cabo del tiempo se dio cuenta de que no podía seguir viviendo en esa casa , donde abría la ventana de su habitación y podía hablar hasta las cuatro de la mañana con los jóvenes que salían  de fiesta y que decidían ir a tomar algo al pub sobre el que estaba construido el piso en el que vivía.

Ya habían pasado muchos meses que había aguantado el mal vivir de no poder apenas dormir por las circunstancias del entorno .Y su nuevo trabajo ya no quedaba tan cerca de su casa como el anterior.Quería salir de allí.

And sometimes we dont realize , we are going to die.
Our body and sould will not remaind.
Why dont we share the good that we had?

People said-we born alone,we should think in ourselfs,
but, what will we have then?just ourselves.

All of us know to meditated, but we dont know to listen inside.

Amazing beautiful to learn to see inside you,
but bealiving there is someone else around to share that lection is a good satisfaction too.

Why did we want to grow up...