#iwishyouwerehere
No sé cuántos años han pasado,
y te sigo pensando.
Sal de mi cabeza, por favor,
déjame volver a respirar el oxígeno.
O mejor no... quiero seguir acá, estancado, pensándote,
recordando y buscándote.
En otra vida estuviste acá,
y me hacías reír.
Estábamos juntos y nada importaba.
Pero en esta no pasó.
Estoy solo, y como siempre,
escuchando las bandas,
escuchando canciones,
escuchando artistas
que expresan lo que siento ahorita.
Y ruego a algo "superior",
por volverte a ver.
Y si llegas a volver acá,
yo me mataré
porque tú olvidarás,
y tendrás otra vida.
Te veré feliz, y eso me dolerá,
y estaré con el mundo en llamas.
Algún día te dejaré,
puede ser de pensar,
incluso de buscar,
pero estaré muerto.
Algún día dejaré de escribir,
pero sería el fin de mis poemas.
Por alguna razón te necesito todavía,
y algún día te dejaré ir.
Si el mundo está en llamas,
aparecerás tú,
y solo podré quebrarme en llanto,
y ni siquiera sabrás quién soy.
No importa nada,
la esperanza seguirá,
y tú no estarás,
pero sí en mi memoria.
¿Seguiremos siendo los mismos?
Yo pienso que no.
Solo soy un extraño para ti.
Ojalá me recordaras...
Te extraño.
Por favor,
vuelve.
Jul 30, 2025
Jul 30, 2025 at 12:16 AM UTC
In the dark of a dreary night
I think of you
When the sun can’t show its light
I think of you
I wish you were here tonight
I wish you could hold me under the pale moonlight
I wish you were here to hold me tight
I wish you were here
When the creatures sing in the dead of the night
I think of you
When it rains so hard there is no sight
I think of you
I wish you were here to hold me dear
I wish you could keep me near
I wish that with you there is nothing to fear
I wish you were here
I bet if I felt the bliss of your tender kiss
I would wish that I may never miss
A moment without your kiss
Until that day comes, I can only dream
Of what it means to be by your side
Life is only a simple dream
It’s never really what it seems
To this conclusion it only means
I wish you were here…
Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 5:49 PM UTC
My blankets are cold.
My sheets? Unforgiving.
I can't help but wonder
At all that I'm missing.
I sit in this room
Brimming with nothing
Just wishing you were here
Instead of having nothing
Nothing is wrong
Except where you should be? nothing
There's nothing but me
Nothing but me in my own head
Nothing is colder
Nothing is worse
Than missing nothing
Nothing anymore
your hair is now nothing
your tears? no more
no more resent
nothing anymore
now you're nothing
just some dirt in the ground
i can't help but wonder
if i could've helped you stay something
i still miss you
even in all your nothing
my little white scar
is now your only being
Nothing is wrong? Okay,
I trust your judgement.
No seriously! It's nothing!
Just keep in touch, okay?
Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 1:54 AM UTC
13 days
You are gone 13 days.
Still I can't bear the thought we have lost you.
It's unreal I can't believe it
I am hurt and these demons want me
to collapse.
If you were here you wouldn't let them
How can you be gone?
You are gone 13 days..
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 11:12 AM UTC