I love it, I have to run away from it, I hate it, I need It.

How could I forget how this feels? Is so special. Like breathing clean air in space, there's no words to explain this. Like when you're solving a mistery, or crashing one. My chest, it hurts. My heart, it hurts. Like lying on a cloud. Like love, like being in. Crying because of happiness, living a romance, kissing. This feels like him. Sad as it seems. Dancing and running on the grass, riding a horse, like a smile, it feels so right, so wrong. Nothing compares to it. Just like the most sad smile, or the funniest tear, as strange as it is. Impossible as it just seems.
Something I can't stop consume, but that's consuming me. Is not a drug, is a feeling.
As perfect as life, as wrong as a sphere.
That's not what you think, because it's involving you too, like it does with myself.

Everyone is shining.

Fears hided in shyness,
Tears falling in silence.
Nobody knows,
Nobody wants to know
How I really am.
All they, they don't care.
Just running away from all the pain.

Saved feelings, because I knew it.

Now, tell me. What should I do? Because I don't know, don't know anything about anything. That's a fact, that were a fact, at all. AT ALL. Take it or take it, or live your whole life with the heaviest load in the world.

PAST SENSE

Teen hearts beating faster like ocean waves, we can't control them. I just remember how you took my hand that day, I was telling you how reflects "like we never knew each other at all" how much I loved you before in my other life I've never met. Well, yes, I've to stop saying things without sense. Shake me, shake me. Who said that've not any sense? Today I'm gonna see my life's love!, again.

My Own Galaxy

Run, run away, hurry up, this fucking thing is following us.

She looks better, she always did. I am just a piece of her and all her shit. Love me, feed me, make me notice someone cares about me, and then, all that will come alone, just letting us go. As far as stars in my own galaxy are you and me, sitting in our honeymoon, that's only if I woke up next to you, if I decided to talk with you.

Sleepy Roses And Musical Beds

In love with you. Like flying over the sky, through the stars. In love with you, like we never knew each other at all and all I can see is your fucking eyes looking at mines. In love with you.

I put my faith in you at all. You've been involving me in all your tricks and lies, and I fell like an idiot and the others. I was shaking my head thinking what did I do so wrong, I do so good. How've you been? Soulmates Without Love and all this reflected in love make me wonder I really want with him, just I don't know anything.

Look at me, try to tell me the truth, you're so sweet, I can't ignore it, but that's not enough.
MAKE ME FEEL LIKE WE NEVER KNEW EACH OTHER AT ALL, cause that's not my fault!, I'm just trying to say it, to believe it, to fake it.
My words are just a way to figure it out, they said. I DO NOT CARE.

Want It At All, Like We Never Knew Each Other At All

There're so many things I want you to know

One of them how much do I care about you.

Just to hear you breathing I cut my heart,

just for cry, don't make me explain that.

Like two hearts that are beating faster enough,

We play; we play, like a nightmare.

Like two guys that think are mature

And all the things they deserve or think they do.

Why does every moment die for? (Every moment die for?)

Everything about us dies for him, that other guy that I’m in love with.

It starts stuttering and lying when I talk to you

That's just because I can feel when the tears start falling slower enough

Just like our hearts. We don't know

We don't talk; we just want to go inside

And break the rules just everyone does.

Like we never knew each other at all

Like everyone does. Just go, go on.

We want, we hope, next day everyone’ll know. (But that stops)

Like two guys that think are mature

And all the things they deserve or think they do.

Why does every moment die for? (Every moment die for?)

Everything about us dies for him, that other guy that I’m in love with.

And we will always want more, because we don’t know, don’t talk. (But that’s not)

And we will always want more, because we don’t know, don’t talk. (But that’s not)

Like two guys that think are mature

And all the things they deserve or think they do.

Why does every moment die for? (Every moment die for?)

Everything about us dies for him, that other guy that I’m in love with.

Venom Books

I don't understand why life hits me, and never nothing is okay. If it's not, it's another. I can't believe this, do I diserve this?
And it's this time, when I'm sad, I always take it out on you, when really this has nothing to do with love. And now, with what can I take this out, if this time it's love the thing that's getting me sad?
Because perfect men are only in Films or Books, and who says "NO", please come on and prove it.
Again I fall in my dreams and fantasies, why? It'd be simply I am so stupid in this kind of things. And on the top of that it's worse every time, now there's nothing I can reach one day.

Just Fairytales

The tears are falling from my eyes, yeah, this time are falling from my eyes. What the fuck am i saying? Always they fall from my eyes, you never cry, never cry. Why only me? Why? Your birthday is coming. I'd wish be there.
There's no invitation for me, is there?. You don't want me to be there, okay. It's okay. Always' okay. But it will be okay, when you need me and I won't be there, okay? OKAY? NO, IT IS NOT OKAY. NOW YOU SEE? CAN YOU SEE? CANT YOU SEE MY TEARS? TELL ME, 'CAUSE I CAN CRY HARDER IF YOU DON'T SEE, IF YOU DON'T WANT TO.
I am sick of that, sorry. I am in the real world yet and, I see. You didn't mean to offend me. But it hurts, you know? It hurts.

A Guitarrist's Chronicles

Is there anything else than love? Because it seems that it isn't enough for me either.
And I try and I try, but it's still the same, it's still being not real.
And what's next ? I wanna try.

I need someone who makes me happy, who makes me feel safe. 
Someone who cares about me.
You are watching me breathing.

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y verdaderamente estoy mal, porque sè que lo ùnico que me hace feliz no es real, y cuando tratò de imaginar, me quedo dormida, es donde entonces mi conciencia no piensa, y cuando despierto caigo devuelta.
pero el punto es, porque estoy necesitada? porque tan necesitada de eso? serà que mi vida no es la que querìa? no lo sè, aùn no. cuanto màs tendre que esperar? tampoco se.
talvez es extraño entrar a mi fotolog y ver esto en castellano, ya que siempre escribo en inglès, pero serà que està vez necesito que alguien lo entienda, que alguien me quiera tratar de arreglar, porque me doy cuenta de que sola no puedo, no puedo. y lo peor es que despuès de algo, lo que viene me cae peor, y así. cada vez las heridas son màs grandes, cada vez tardan màs en curarse, y yo ya no puedo, no, no quiero. de verdad siento que estoy perdida, sin rumbo, sin vida. eso es, mi vida es solo una mentira. no tengo vida, alguien que me ayude a construirla? oh ya es tarde?

make me feel like we never knew each other at all. cuz im living with the hopes of meeting you. but they are disappearing more each day. such as death. because im dying more each day for you, and that's not enough. that's not for laugh. you are impossible, i know. the people call me sick because i'm always behind you looking what the hell are you doing, what's new about you. but it is not because i'm mad, or something like that. no, that's just because i care about you, you. you are the only reason i live. i know it's sad. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. trouble is my only friend, and he's back again. i'm getting mad, now it's. i don't know what to do, i don't know how to do, i don't know where to go. each day it's harder to me, it's harder to decide, it's late to believe, it's late to imagine. it's time to cry, it's time to hate myself. but, if today it's time to cry, then should be late to. and, then what's next? someone who knows? oh, wait something is entering my mind. it's late to cry, so it's time to live again, and go through all the pain that is going to come?