lunes, 28 de diciembre de 2015

I kinda forget...

I have so many things to say but I don´t actually say them. I limit myself to say the right thing and that´s it. Maybe that´s the reason why I write. I try to create all this imaginary worlds to help me cope with everything I didm´t say and could´ve done. I´m not the best writer out there but I´m learning. I hope one day to be as great as Fitzgerald or Rowling. I know I can but there is still a lot of things to do. 

Yesterday, while I was trying to sleep, I had the biggest urge to write in this blog. At some point, I think I thought about opening another one, but goodness gracious that idea did not stuck. You know, I actually started this blog as a kind of diary and since then it has become a "let´s put everything literary in here" blog. I don´t mind, because writing is my passion, when I´m writing I feel in my element, and that´s an incredible feeling. I feel like I belong. But I guess what I am trying to say is that I want this blog to be a free place to express myself. I don´t care who´s reading and at the end, you will just learn about the real me. 

I´m not stoping the post about things I wrote and things like that. But, I will also post about things I´m thinking, random things, things I feel like I should talk about. This is my opinion about certain things and that does not reflect the way things are. They just reflect my feelings toward a certain topic. 

Thank you for understanding (you know who you are) and here´s to more blog posts.

P.S.: 
Also, I still don´t know if I´ll be opening the other blog because I still don´t think I have what it takes to have that type of blog. But, I´m thinking about it and trying to create some content. If everything goes the way it´s supposed, then I´ll be making an announcement very soon! So let´s hope for a miracle. 

domingo, 18 de octubre de 2015

Excerpt...

"Shut up; shut up; shut up." she said, with tears forming in her eyes.

"Why?, I´m just saying the truth. I don´t understand why people make such a big deal about it. It´s something you can control, you know, and move past it." he said, complaining because of the tears forming in her eyes. The truth was that he hated when she cried.

"Stop it. You don´t even know what it feels like." she said, getting a little bit angry. "What it feels like to cry until you feel numb and empty inside. To cry until you washed all your feelings away. You´ve never been in my situation, though you criticize me like you have."

"I just don´t know why you feel numb. I don´t think it´s possible to feel numb. Is it even a feeling?" he said.

"Yes, it is and I really hope you never do feel it because once you do, you never get to be the same. You know, I smile throughout my days, yet at night, I cry like a river so I don´t have to drown my sorrows in tequila. God knows I´ve been there and terrible things happen." She said, feeling a goodbye in the near future. But she didn't wanted to believe it. She had to do everything she could to make him stay; to repair their relationship and move forward together. She couldn't afford to lose him too.

sábado, 17 de octubre de 2015

Excerpt from a book I´m writing...

My little star:

I want to show you something I wrote to you.

“He was everything I wanted. I loved him with all my forces, my strength and more than that. I had planned a future, a life with him. That´s all I ever wanted; all I ever dreamed since I met him. I knew it was going to be hard, but I mean in this life what isn´t?

I always dreamed of being a dancer, an actress, and singer. I used to perform in front of my stuffed animals or to my parents on Sundays. And I would think how happy it made me feel and that perhaps that was what would make me happy when I finally became a grown up. But it didn´t, and I tried, I really did, for a long time I would go to auditions, do diets and exercise all day just to be perfect and achieve my dreams. This was my day, one after the other, until I met you.

Just thinking about you makes me smile. It has always been like that. When I met you my whole world change, everything became brighter and for the first time in a long time I felt truly happy. You supported me in what I believed where my dreams, you pushed me on days I just wanted to stay in bed and helped me realized that sometimes it was good to take some time off. My little star, you helped me achieved my first job as a dancer and for that I would be eternally grateful. It was the best experience I´ve had until that point in my life. But that day I kept a secret within me and I never told you. Maybe it was because I was scared or I just didn´t wanted to jeopardize what we had between us.

Six months into I remember we had our first fight. It was really intense, you screamed and I yelled, we both cried, we both laughed. It was about what to eat for dinner. Later that day, you asked me to move in with you and I said one condition: the kitchen had to be pink. You laughed but I was serious. Still, you accepted and we moved in together in this tiny little apartment, with a pink kitchen and two more rooms. We would spend days filling our walls with photographs and the rooms with memories and smiles. 

Two months later I knew my dreams had changed. You were my new dream and that´s all I wanted. I told you and I remember seeing a tear rolling down your cheek. Now I know it was a happy tear but at the time I thought otherwise. Days after that were filled with mornings of pancakes and coffee. Of blankets and tickles. Of happiness and love.

And now I feel like I´m just wandering the streets looking for something that will never come. I´ve lost my home. You were my home and I don´t know what to do without you. How do I go forward if you were my direction? Where do I keep driving if I have no destination?
My little star, it´s had been the most amazing five years of my life. I wouldn´t change a single day and because of that, today I stand here in front of you to tell you the secret I kept that first time I achieved my dreams. That day I knew that you were and always be the love of my life. You are the person who changed me, who helped me became the best version of myself and I just hope that I was the same for you. My heart will always belong to you.

This is not a goodbye. I´ll see you later, probably in our pink kitchen, drinking coffee and eating pancakes. And I promise that once we are reunited I won´t let go of you. But for now, I have to because that´s what you deserve.”

Always yours,
Your little moon

I never wrote anything about us or him and that´s my biggest regret. So, this letter is just for him. He was my muse yet he never knew. So, I fold the letter in three and seal the envelope. I set the yellow and orange tulips I´ve been carrying all this time nicely on the floor, by the grave. Then I put the letter on the side and say goodbye to him.


viernes, 21 de agosto de 2015

That time I got inspired by a movie...

He was everything I wanted. I loved him with all my forces, my strength and more than that. I had planned a future, a life with him. That´s all I ever wanted; all I ever dreamed since I met him. I knew it was going to be hard, but I mean in this life what isn´t?

I always dreamed of being a dancer, an actress, and singer. I used to perform in front of my stuffed animals or to my parents on Sundays. And I would think how happy it made me feel and that perhaps that was what would make me happy when I finally became a grown up. But it didn´t, and I tried, I really did, for a long time I would go to auditions, do diets and exercise all day to be perfect and achieve my dreams. This was my day, one after the other, until I met you.

Just thinking about you makes me smile. It has always been like that. When I met you my whole world change, everything became brighter and for the first time in a long time I felt truly happy. You supported me in what I believed where my dreams, you pushed me on days I just wanted to stay in bed and helped me realized that sometimes it was good to take some time off. My little star, you helped me achieved my first job as a dancer and for that I would be eternally grateful. It was the best experience I´ve had until that point in my life. But that day I kept a secret within me and I never told you. Maybe it was because I was scared or I just didn´t wanted to jeopardize things between us.

Six months into I remember we had our first fight. It was really intense, you screamed and I yelled, we both cried, we both laughed. It was about what to eat for dinner. Later that day, you asked me to move in with you and I said one condition: the kitchen has to be pink. You laughed but I was serious. Still, you accepted and we moved in together in this tiny little apartment, with a pink kitchen and two more rooms. We would spend days filling our walls with photographs and the rooms with memories and smiles. 

Two months later I knew my dreams had changed. You were my new dream and that´s all I wanted. I told you and I remember seeing a tear rolling down your cheek. Now I know it was a happy tear but at the time I thought otherwise. Days after that were filled with mornings of pancakes and coffee.

And now I feel like I´m just wandering the streets looking for something that will never come. I´ve lost my home. You were my home and I don´t know what to do without you. How do I go forward if you were my direction? Where do I keep driving if I have no destination?
My little star, it´s had been the most amazing five years of my life. I wouldn´t change a single day and because of that, today I stand here in front of you to tell you the secret I kept that first time I achieved my dreams. That day I knew that you were and always be the love of my life. You are the person who changed me, who helped me became the best version of myself and I just hope that I was the same for you. My heart will always belong to you.

This is not a goodbye. I´ll see you later, probably in our pink kitchen, drinking coffee and eating pancakes. And I promise that once we are reunited I won´t let go of you. But for now, I have to because that´s what you deserve. 

martes, 14 de julio de 2015

Nuestro origen es pleno
desde una trascendencia social y cultural.
Hermosa por naturaleza;
embellecida por vanidad, sin importar, natural.
Desde el principio: desnuda y pura.
La esencia que nos describe y nos transforma.
La esencia humana en su más plena expresión.

viernes, 10 de julio de 2015

"Te quiero como se quiere a ciertos amores, a la antigua, con el alma y sin mirar atrás."


Julio Cortázar
"Ven a dormir conmigo: no haremos el amor, él nos hará."

Julio Cortázar

jueves, 2 de julio de 2015

To the moon...

I was looking at the moon tonight and I had this huge urge to thank her. You see, a while ago I asked the moon to led me to happiness. That's all I ever wanted. It's dumb, I know, yet I still asked her for one wish. Today, while looking at the moon, I realized that she had granted me my wish.

She brought me to you.

martes, 26 de mayo de 2015

It´s back...

I´m afraid it´s coming back, I´m afraid, I´m terrified.

Everything in my life is getting out of control. School, friends, love, everything is spiraling into this vicious cycle, this hurricane that sucks the life out of me, it´s unbearable.

I don´t know how long can I keep being strong?

miércoles, 20 de mayo de 2015

Two hearts. Lost time. One chance.


 -The End   
She walked bravely to his class. Those five minutes seemed eternal. She took the stairs. Her hands where sweaty and trembling. Her heart racing. The adrenaline rushing through her veins. One step, two steps, one step. Reaching for the doorknob. Turning the handle and opening the door. Blankly staring. Heart crashing. Two people inside. One kiss. She retreats two steps, one step, two steps. Legs running. Tears falling. Heartbroken. Broken little girl.
She was making all of this to make up for lost time. She knew he was all she needed. Now, she understood that she could live without him. But she didn't wanted to. He was everything she needed. He wasn't perfect but who was. She wanted to let him know everything she has kept to herself. She wanted to scream out loud that she loved him. Yes, she loved him with all her heart. She wanted to ride the car with him and hold his hand the entire time. She wanted to show him how wonderful he was. She wanted to keep learning about the little stuff like the way he plays with his hands when he is nervous. How he argues with everyone driving around town and his little rants that turn into laughs. How he smiles a little bit to the side when he is listening to his favorite band. But most of all, she loved the way he cared and listened to what she had to say. How he looked at her when she was talking. How he could make her feel special and happy out of nowhere. She loved him for who he is and will be. She wanted him to be her present and her future.

viernes, 15 de mayo de 2015

jueves, 7 de mayo de 2015

You broke me

You broke me. You broke me. You broke me.

From all the people who was able to hurt me, I never thought that you would be one of them. You broke me. You broke something inside me that I thought was unbreakable. You broke my trust, in you and everyone else.

You see, when you cheat on someone, you take a part of them that can never be replaced. You take their ability to trust and that, darling, it´s the key. You took that part of me and now...now I´m afraid you took it forever.

You cheated on me.

I never thought I would said those words when it comes to you. And the worst part is that you are a coward because I had to find out from your mom about it, not you, your mom. It just slipped through her lips, those innocent words that changed my life completely and forever.

Now I know. Now I know that I was never that important to you. You were my everything, my world, my stars and I was just a game to you. I was never important. Never worth it. I was never special enough for you.

You broke me. And somehow, I´m here, wishing I was her. That I was the one you cheated with. How fucked up is that. I wish I was her, waking up beside you, with a breathless kiss; with the sun kissing our bodies. I wish I was her, cooking "breakfast" at midnight and drinking coffee while we watch the sunrise. I wish I was her. But I'm not.

You broke me.

domingo, 19 de abril de 2015

Please, I'm fine!

No, I don't need a man to be happy. You keep asking me if I'm seeing someone or if I like someone and the answer is no. I'm not dating and right now I am in no position to like someone else. Right now I need to take care of myself and find self love and my self worth. Yes, I do want to find love and all of that again but not at this moment. So please, stop asking me if the reason why I'm unhappy it's because I'm single. BECAUSE IT IS NOT!!!

jueves, 9 de abril de 2015

Just from a novel I’m trying to write and finish...hopefully

Suddenly, I realized that we were still kissing. Move, Claire, move, do something.

Claire: Stop…

We stop kissing. We stare at each other, breathlessly, expressing the truth with our eyes but the mouth decides to tell lies. I wish I could stop time right now and that everything was simple. 

Braden: I´m sorry, I wash´t thinking properly. I just…
Claire: You just what?

He pauses for a second.

Braden: I just had the urge to kiss you. Claire, I hand´t realized how much I missed you, until now. 
Claire: Braden…
Braden: No. I´m not keeping to myself how I feel this time. We need to communicate, Claire, we need to be honest because that’s the reason why we broke up last time. 
Claire: Braden…
Braden: Look I´m just going to say it, okay? Claire, breaking up with you has been the biggest mistake of my life. You are my star, you’ve always been and you always will, no matter what happen with us. You are the star of my life. My little sunshine, you are my star, my one and only. 

Whoa, am I hearing correctly? God, I´ve been waiting so long to hear that and time decides that now is the right moment? I really can´t help it, feelings are rushing back like tsunami tides. And he called me little sunshine, my favorite nickname from him, which I hadn’t hear for almost 6 years now. 

Claire: And you are my moon, my muse, the reason why I write about love and not death. But, Braden, breaking up with you has been the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life. It took me a long time to recover, heck, I don’t even know if I’m over you because I still care about you in a way that I have never cared about anyone else in my life. I gave you my everything but it wasn’t enough. I wasn’t enough for you and I’ll never be. 


So instead of dealing with the problem we have here, we stare at the sky full of lights and hopes. I wish it was easy to just go back to him, to start over and have our story back. But it’s not. It’s more complicated than just a kiss and the sad part is: we both know it.

miércoles, 25 de marzo de 2015

I don't know how to feel

I don't know how to feel.

Maybe i feel like his because I identify myself with the situation, I've been there, done that. Or maybe it's because I'm angry with society and the misconception with mental health.

It was a bad day...yesterday. I was angry with myself for not standing up. For letting people step over me and trash me down. I know that I'm really quiet and I tend to keep it all to myself, but that doesn't mean you can punch me and expect me to keep quiet. Yes, I suffer from anxiety which means that what normal people would do without thinking, I would do it hours later, after overthinking and analyzing everything three to six times.

They saw me at my weak point and I promised myself that wasn't going to happen again. My friends in class, I don't mind, but the teacher and the rest of the class, now that's a whole different story. Panic attacks are the worst and usually I'm able to control them, to stop them before they even start, but yesterday was not one of those time, for sure. I'm so mad at myself for not being able to overcome my anxiety, it's been too long and by now, I though it would've been gone.

So when she said what she said, God, I just couldn't contain it. I just wanted to punch her in the face with all my strength. Most people are just plain dumb and ignorant . She isn't even aware of how her words can affect someone else without her noticing. I still don't understand how can you joke about eating disorders? It's not right, it's not. And at that moment, all I could do was scream, at her, at everyone, because it's NOT freaking right!!!




sábado, 14 de marzo de 2015

I will always love you, to the moon, stars and back

I dreamt of you. 

You finally made up your mind and we finally were together. You didn’t mind if someone was watching; you just kissed me because you wanted to, because you felt like doing so. And I was happy, I was blissful. 

It’s been a while since I felt happy, you know. I’ve been living because I have to, because that’s what people expects from me, because society says so. Something always felt out of place, I always felt out of place, like I didn’t belonged anywhere. That was until I met you. You made me feel like I was important, relevant and worthy. And yes, you said that I shouldn’t feel like that just because of you, but because I am all that and more. But still. 

Now, you have to know something that I haven’t told you, or anyone for that matter, about myself and my “past”. I was always the ugly friend. The one who got to be and experience some things because her friends were pretty, beautiful, attractive; everything I was not. And yet. You changed that perception. You showed me that I could be the first option, the prettier one, the one who is attractive and beautiful.

Maybe you’ll never understand why I chose to end our relationship. Maybe, probably, you resent me right now. I know you want to be with me as much as I want to be with you, but let’s be real, we have two countries between us. There’s also a girl. Yes B, I know about her and it’s fine, it really is. I want you to be happy. I don’t want to be the reason you feel like you’re missing experiences and memories about university. I also know that she is your high school love and we both know how special and strong those loves are, for goodness sake, you are mine. But it’s time, alright. It’s time. 

Please, not for one moment, believe that I don’t love you, because I do. I love you so much that it hurts. And I miss you, as well. There’s not a day in which you aren’t in my mind. You’ll always be my first love, forever and always. Bruno, it was a pleasure and an honor to love you. 


P.S.:

I will always love you, to the moon, stars and back! <3

lunes, 9 de marzo de 2015

My Sweet Sky

When the thought of you coming to me is presented, all I can do is smile. I smile because you are all I want. You are all I need. My love, my sweet sky. My moon and my star. I hope that one day, maybe, perhaps, you decide that it’s time to come to me. <3

viernes, 6 de marzo de 2015

Like a Feather in the Wind

You make me feel like a feather in the wind.
Like love in the mornings and feelings like the night.
Baby, you're all I need, your love is my fuel.
An your eyes, oh your eyes, are the reason why I'm alive.

Come here with me tonight and let's make it last.
Don't you know that with you by my side,
nothing is impossible.
I want all of you, all day, everyday.

Don't you ever dare to leave my side.
Without you my life would me incomplete,
like a missing puzzling piece.
I love you, can't deny it...
I need you, I'll always do!


miércoles, 11 de febrero de 2015

Darkness comforts me

Darkness surrounds me
comforts me from the inside out
caress my body and
brings me back to life

Sitting lifeless on the floor
emptiness in my heart
coldness on my soul
the voice that never ends

A never ending path
a lonely road
empty voices
and no one around me to save me.

lunes, 26 de enero de 2015

I fell in love with the details.

I fell in love with the details. 

I fell for your kindness,
for the little surprises and details,
your sense of humor, your dreams and passions.
That night I understood that I had truly, madly, fallen for you. 

I fell in love with your smile,
the way your eyes light up when you say my name,
the way your lips moved when you talked,
and with the way you talked about simple and ordinary things.

I fell in love with you. 

I fell in love with the most extraordinary boy I´ve ever met.

Sometimes my sadness feels too heavy that I forget how to breath and fake a smile.