sábado, 26 de abril de 2014








pásame de largo


i like to think that you're mine, 
that you think about me as the greatest thing ever

i like to sing to these sweet songs with your smile deep in my heart,
i love to feel your lips against my cheek 
                                                        even if i know, that this means nothing for you. 
                                                                              but for me, 
                                                                                    
                                                                                 oh damn
it is E V E R Y T H I N G for me.

domingo, 6 de abril de 2014

1:40 am


sé que hemos muerto porque no recuerdo cómo éramos,
 cómo hablábamos cuando estábamos felices...
cómo secábamos nuestras lágrimas cuando todo se marchitaba.
cómo cambiaba el tono de tu voz cuando compartíamos nuestros temores más profundos.
cómo gritábamos en silencio cuando sentíamos morir.

no recuerdo cómo eras...
y ahora, no tengo rastro de quién eres.

sábado, 29 de marzo de 2014


i'm not sweet
or lovely
not even cute

you just say those things because you haven't seen
t h e s e  t h o u g h t s

and i hope you never do

when the walls fall down,
there's too much to lose.

too much to hate.

and just like glass,
i will break you.

and you'll forget all the nice things
the smiles
and the warm breeze over our heads

just a mask
this fucking mask




i think this misery is way better than the one you gave me.


martes, 25 de marzo de 2014




not anymore.

friends are supposed to make you feel okay

i could romanticize my pain.
but my heart refuses to hear sad songs,
to write poems about you, to keep crying.

all your memories have become a lot of ashes

and i think it's okay.

you're just ashes
                                  and i feel reckless