My brain has been torn apart
Crumpled together
And smeared across the billboards of my timeline
My heart shredded and trampled on
My body has seen torments and tortures
That parents fear and
Don’t understand the possibility.
I was told it was my fault.
Every action had its cause.
Every act of terror had its reason.
Me.

But it was never my fault.

I wasn’t the reason I hated this thigh,
Or this skin
Or these bones.
Or this brain
This way of thinking.

Nothing was ever wrong with me.

Having a crush is weird
You like someone for reasons
that wouldn't be reasons
were you not there to reason
that they were reasonable
or had not held as reasons
only to continue crushing.

There is no reason to crush
Only reasons for the crusher
that will crush his very ability
to uncrush his crush
until time has done its course.

But of course the very logic
that pervades his chosen course
is a course through the good and the beautiful
that coursing through has to offer.
It feels like a course that will last
until the last of the time marked for it.

Like that one time
I met a boy
- but I think he's really lovely.
No doubt about that.

If you left what would happen
I wouldn't be able to say goodnight captain
The midnight talks the bliss the sadness would end
Maybe it would leave in my heart a dent

The time would stop for me and you
I wouldn't be interested in anything to do
The world will be dark silence echoes
I would dream of white flowers in a  meadow
With you lying down with a crown of flowers
Holding hands , enjoying every hour.

Now you are gone your scent remains
Oh we flew paper cranes what a waste!
The world didn't stop for you like it did for me
Coz you replaced me with a certain he

The weather is the same so are the cars
Then what changed it ain't the stars
Oh I see what you did to me
Made it a habit to share everything I see

I still don't blame you and never will
And don't worry i won't take any pill
I am glad that you were once there
But the pain is still difficult to bare.

Oh a saint in my textbook told me it's worthless
But sorry sir you cant explain it to be a breathless
Person crying all night
In memories of someone with whom they had a fight

Coming back to you the love of my life
I wished that someday I made you my wife
But life is uncertain no one knows what will happen
Sad that I wouldn't be able to say goodnight captain

Pelo marrón como la tierra, ojos verdes como el pasto, labios rosas como las flores del jardín. Un corazón del tamaño del universo; para hablarte de esto, no me basta un solo verso. Me gustas, solo pienso en eso. A veces intento convencerme de que no será posible por tu irrealidad. Pero te amo, esa es mi verdad.

Observar el amanecer es como mirar tus ojos, emocionante, cálido y brillante.
Tocar tus manos es un delirio, un deseo por cumplir.
Sentir tu calor es algo que deseo vivir.
Pensar en ti como algo más para mí es un delito,
imaginarnos juntos, una condena al infinito.
El saber que no eres real me pone mal,
verte en carne y hueso es lo único que puedo desear
en mi plano material.

Un te amo fue suficiente para darme cuenta de que todo lo que quería contigo nunca sería nada. Solo te fuiste y no volví a saber de ti. No dormí por días. Conté las estrellas que me recordaban a tus pecas. Pensando en lo que pudimos ser, lo que pudimos haber tenido. Por mucho que me resistí, terminé olvidándote. Ese te amo se volvió un "¿Eres tú?" cuando te encontré con otra persona.

Morning thoughts of you roses full of dew
gardens full of summer love, sweet romance  
here inside your arms we rebirth brand-new
like the morning sun when it starts to dance

Aborning sunlight cortef hours .... loved,  
like the pied colors of a rainbow burst.    
Glancing tinted shades two petals englobed
to the loving hands of time, we come first.

Inside this garden youthful hours of truth
reborn like the seasons we live nonetheless
despite of the winter mulched in vermouth
we pair up nicely, ... to nature's headdress

Morning blushes her cheeks and we turn right,      
like airborne angels, at the cusp of night.

I am
so
grateful

For the
stunning beauty
that my eyes
can
            still
                      see...
I am so grateful
that
       LIFE
has been mostly good
and that I can
            still
                   give thanks,  
each   and  every   single    day

                WITH A GRATEFUL HEART.