"So many “happy birthdays” and only so few I care about. 19 years by your side and there’s still no soul can bust this team in two, we stick together like glue. No thanks ever and I hope you celebrate with me next 71 birthdays please… Thank you so much."

I promise to love you.

At 6:30 am when you’re walking to go to school or whatever road life takes you on, and when you wear your pajamas, your hair is a mess and your eyes are sleepy.

At 8am when we say good-bye for the day and we’re rushing out home, you with a cup of tea and your purse, and I with a cup of coffee and the car keys in the other hand.

At 2pm when I send you that text that you read two hours later but it draws the beautiful smile you have.

At 7pm when you’re tired from the day and people have worn you out and you feel like crying and falling asleep and escaping from everything: I will kiss your forehead, and wrap my arms all over yourself.

At 10pm when you’re heading to bed, even though you probably won’t sleep for hours because of the stress. I will be playing with your hair.

At 3am when loneliness and sadness do not destroy but consume us, and when you cry without an explanation, I’ll kiss your lips softly and tell you you’re the absolute best and that things will be better soon.

I will love you when you grow old; and I will love you after that, I will love you if I’m no longer here.

I will love you.

I will love you.

I will love you.

You know if I would love a song before listening to it.
You laugh at my jokes before I even finish them.
I wish I could live on your chest forever,
because you make me feel like pure gold.
I wish I could protect you forever,
because you make me want to do
all the things I promise to you.

El lobo solamente se quedó mirándola.
La Luna no tenía una palabra más que decir,
buscó y encontró una excusa para poderse ir.
Por su mente no pasó el momento en que la perdió.
Él recorrió todo bosque buscándola.
Ella quería buscar la luz del Sol.
La noche azul perdía todo color y luz.
La obscuridad pronto al lobo consumió.
Era obscuridad,
sus ojos no veían más
que el reflejo de la Luna
Él la anhelaba tener.
Y el lobo aulló.
Era causalidad:
“Nadie la verá como yo”.
Quería verla por siempre ahí,
él la anhelaba tener.
Y el lobo aulló.
Estrellas intentaban darle
brillos opacos.
Eran lo único que lo
protegían de morir.
Y ella libremente paseaba en la noche.
Allí, el pobre se quedaba aullando.
Ella parecía encontrar al Sol cada día,
más brillante cada vez que lo ve.
El se desarrollaba en la obscuridad
y la soledad lo empezaba a poseer.
Se quedó
mirando a la Luna crecer,
quería ser el Sol
y morir por verla brillar,
aunque fuera solamente una última vez.
No podía más.
Y el lobo dejó de aullar.

If i told you i needed help
would you listen?
Or would your silence
Echo off the walls.
See my life is like a car,
Sometimes moving fast
And other times so **** slow.
If i told you i feel hurt inside
would you not just hear
but listen
to what i said
I need someone to care.
Im tired of trying to fight alone.
Im tired of trying to survive at a table for one.
If i told you
I cry all over my body
And each tear is a knife
And they are leaving scars on my flesh,
Would you cut me a bandage,
Sop up my blood,
Or leave me to bleed out.
If i told you
I was alone and my demons are taunting me
would you get me out
Or would you keep walking
or keep scrolling...
Im not begging for attention,
But one cannot be expected to be alone and silent like a life long detention.
If i told you
I was ready to confess everything
Come clean from my secrets,
Strip myself naked so you could see my imperfections
would you care even the slightest bit
Or are you so selfish
And so ignorant
To walk on
And leave this person to die.
If i told you i was ready to die
would you blame it in cliche,
Or believe it and save me from damnation
Its time to think.
It could be up to you
This isnt just my world,
Its yours, too
and dont you want to be
somebody
To someone?
I need you.
Because all of these "if i told you's
Are becoming
**im telling you

I love that you
make my body
feel real.
I love that you have
the Midas touch.
And I love
that you
made me gold.