Como cuando la arena quema y te da igual porque sabes que corres hacia el mar, asi deberiamos vivir.....

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"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived".

Walden by Henry David Thoreau

Today I'm older
I'm bolder

I'll live near the city
and I'll see all the things I dreamed about in my sleep

When I'm
younger...
I'll live by the sea
and I'll see all the things you talked about in your sleep

"Let me walk you home from school".....

"Let me drive you to work"....

"I suppose you need a ride"..

Let's walk by the sea
Let's swim near the shore

Cold coffee reminds me of our past.
Our bittersweet past.

Warm coffee reminds me of our love.
Full of hope and new beginnings.

I look into your eyes:
They tell me something you don't want me to know.
I know how it goes.
I don't listen anymore.

Maybe we'll go out for breakfast
or talk about it in our sleep.
Maybe we'll meet again when life gets hard to do

On another planet, I loved you before.
On another planet, our coffee was warm.

hEY Mr. STARgazer
Dad loves stars, but hates darkness.
Mom loves driving, but  hates traffic.
Brother loves, but can't forgive.
Professor loves questioning, but  won't answer a simple question.
Love has a fascination for  eyes, but not when their teary.
You say you love the sun, but you hate getting burned.

                  Hey Mr. Stargazer, have you ever noticed how people only love the best version of, well, everything? They ignore the truth. Beauty comes from sacrifice. A calm soul comes from a suffering past, a bright starry night comes from a million stars imploding.

When she tries to convince herself that she's worth it
Life comes along and whispers in her ear:
"Darling can't you see, you're a broken girl with no direction."
"Look at my other beings thrive in luxury and beauty, while you seep deeper into a puddle filled by your own despair."
Every time she feels the frustration and disappointment that come to her at night, she remembers how "not special" she is and seeps deeper into her insecurities.
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T­hen, she remembers all the things she has in her life and all the meaning she has given them.
She's still a "work in progress".
    
Life will never grant you your wishes if you keep sitting around thinking about all the things you aren't instead of all the things you are.

Life will never be "fair" or "great" to you since all you do is sit around in your own despair and wish for a better life instead of working for one.

I sit near the window.
Searching for some inspiration to clear my restless mind( As someone looks for me)
But all I can do is reminisce and overthink
I seem to live in a movie
where I... I'm the main character?
and who looks?  I really don't know
is it god?
Is it me from the future?
Is it the bee near the lilac flower drowning in golden honey?
Is one their own audience? how uneventful.....
People ask me who I am when no one's watching.
But all I do is sit near the window and dream about who's watching.  
I never truly feel alone.
Unjudged.
iT's all to impress the fool who watches as I sleep.
it's all for our selfish ways and thoughts,
Who are we really?

Let me sip my now lukewarm coffee and question my purpose, maybe that may entertain my audience who tries to define who I am before I even know.