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Adoro la intensidad..detesto el desinterés. No sentir se me complica demasiado. Intensa. Profunda. Pero..cómo cuidar a quién no quiere ser cuidado..??. Cómo querer a quién no quiere ser querido..??. No voy a pedir perdón por sentir. No voy a rechazar lo que me late dentro. Lo que me hace sentir viva. No quiero no sentir nada. Quiero sentirlo todo. Vivo a fondo cada una de mis emociones. Vivo hornado mis sentires..porque es lo que permite aprender y crecer. Muchas veces se me acusa de vivir en la luna. Y uno no entiende la pena que se le imputa..cuando no cree estar arrastrando a nadie hacia ningún lado. Yo vivo donde elijo. Me voy a donde Soy Yo. Entiendo que mi agenda es otra. Siento distinto. Me muevo distinto. Hablo (mucho) distinto. No quiero cambiar lo que me llevó mucho tiempo abrazar y plantar bandera. Mi manera de sentir. Sin exigir lo mismo..ni mucho menos herir a nadie. Vivir sin pretender que no duela..qué sentido tiene..!!. Y bien loca debo estar por tener el tupé de meter los dedos en el enchufe..para hacer saltar la térmica de mis emociones y decidir si los vuelvo a colocar o me coso la mano (bien cocidita) para no tocar nunca más. La alegría o el dolor no son indicadores si vengo bien o mal. La aceptación lo es. El crecimiento lo es. A cara lavada y tranquila. Vivo sin dibujar..sin maquillar nada solo para que la historia se vea más bonita. La vivo como es. Como viene. Eso es bancar quien uno Es. Quien uno decide Ser. Ésa es la locura que más valentía supone. La verdad. Sentir la verdad. Que se valore ésa locura hermosa de las personas que se animan a transitar la vida en cuero y en patas. Sin tanto protocolo..ni pantomima. Soy una de esas..y por eso quizás..esté más loca que vos..que todos..!!!!.

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Today I haven't seen him for 45 days (F), but I don't feel the need to see him either, but I don't even think about the separation. I told him that I didn't want to get married and it is not in my plans to have a son and his answer was: "Easy, we think the same" ... the question is: Why are we still together?

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it is possible to love two men?

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Volveré, volveré y no sé si estarás ahí...Volveré, por ti, por ti

Volveré y aunque sé que, tu vida continuó sin mí lo intentaré, por ti, por ti...

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Decir adiós... La vida es eso.

Y yo te digo adiós, y sigo...

Volver a amar es el castigo

de los que amaron con exceso.

Amar y amar toda la vida,

y arder en esa llama.

Y no saber por qué se ama...

Y no saber por qué se olvida...

Coger las rosas una a una,

beber un vino y otro vino,

y andar y andar por un camino

que no conduce a parte alguna.

Buscar la luz que se eterniza,

la clara lumbre durarera,

y al fin saber que en una hoguera

lo que más dura es la ceniza.

Sentir más sed en cada fuente

y ver más sombra en cada abismo,

en este amor que es siempre el mismo,

pero que siempre es diferente.

Porque en sordo desacuerdo

de lo soñado y lo vivido,

siempre, del fondo del olvido,

nace la muerte de un recuerdo.

Y en esa angustia que no cesa,

que toca el alma y no la toca,

besar la sombra de otra boca

en cada boca que se besa...

J.A.B

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I'm tired of sleeping alone, stay even if it's just one more night

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Maybe it's no use my best effort there's no word in this world that makes you change you chose your path even though I'm far away and decided to walk, and I foolishly waiting for you while you already have a world without me and mine It falls apart I do not give my arms to fight for you ...

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I hate you, I hate you so much ... I never want to see you again

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Just when I entrusted myself

And a whole life I imagined

Just when I closed my eyes and jumped

Not knowing what was coming next

Just when I lowered my guard

When I saw a light in our history

Just when I wanted to add him forever

You left, so suddenly

With my love tied in your hands

With my dreams all tangled

With my love so far from your lips, oh

Just when I fell in love

You left and I do not know why

I do not know if fear has won you

Or is that for you I was just a game

All my friends told me

Be careful, look at yourself

You are very dedicated

Oh! Look at me

How did you leave me?

With my love tied in your hands

With my dreams all tangled

With my love so far from your lips, oh

Just when I fell in love

You left and I do not know why

Not these

The soul is going away

And when you dream, it will go back to its place

With my love, tied in your hands

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They let you go so easily because deep down they did not want to have you and you did them a favor by going first, do not kid yourself thinking they miss you because whoever misses you does the impossible to talk to you, see you and explain to you at least what they feel

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You call me with the same names you used to call her with. And it kills me. One name at a time

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It was supposed to break our bond, that I would not need to hear from you again, and look at me, needing you more than ever, missing you as if there were no tomorrow, and for what?, When you are all fights and lies, drowning each I want in such empty phrases that not even we believe, why? Why do we need until something hurts that we could never have? In short, we will continue to be lost, lying with our lips and against telling us with our eyes, hoping that one day this agony will end ...

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Sometimes the greatest revenge is forgiveness

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Seeing his eyes was like looking at the sea so clear and deep, so tempting and mysterious, so cold and warm at the same time, eternally his unreachable mine

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How could I love so many men so differently?

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“I’m a firm believer that you have to be a reader to be a writer. Find yourself stuck? Go read something to rekindle that creative fire. Something in the same genre, something in a different genre. Something that excites and inspires you. Something that reminds you why you want to write.”

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I understood in a cruel way that I wanted to tango people to make them disappear...