Please, please tell me I'm going crazy, tell me it's all in my imagination, that of course there is no flirting between us, that there's not any deep connection, that you are not burning in desire, that you don't feel your heart racing faster when you realize I'm nearby, that there is no spark in… Sigue leyendo Sincere request
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Love found its way
"Love will find its wayThrough paths where wolves would fear to prey" The Giaour, Lord Byron And it did. And love came when I wasn't expecting it. It came with him, his dashing smile, his sweet eyes, his gentle touch, his sense of humor, his honesty and tenderness. Love found a way through thousands of… Sigue leyendo Love found its way
Regret nothing
I regret nothing, I poured my heart into you, but you, you let it slip through your open fingers like it was not the most precious gift I could have offered to anyone. I gave you poems and you gave me drawings, as if we could combine our arts the same way we combined… Sigue leyendo Regret nothing
Nevertheless, she persisted
There will be times when you’ll feel nothing it’s scarier than letting go and end up with empty hands. And then one day you’ll realize, it was necessary, you needed your hands to learn how to hold yourself. You’ll look back one day and whisper to the nothing: “Nevertheless, she persisted”. That… Sigue leyendo Nevertheless, she persisted
You
No no no it was not possible, you, after so many years, you. Time stood still, you. Eyes on me my gut whispered and I looked, I shouldn´t have looked, and on the other side of the glass, you. All those joyful and painful memories long gone, forgotten or so it seemed,… Sigue leyendo You
Smile, the trickster
"The carnival of the world is such a trickster, that life is but a short masquerade; here we learn to laugh with tears and also to cry with laughter." Juan de Dios Peza Sometimes, the sadder you are, the more make up you put on. As if it could mask the pain within. As if the brightest… Sigue leyendo Smile, the trickster
We the broken ones
We the broken ones. We the damaged by our distant past and early memories. We shall rise too, but stronger. We the ones who carry all those scars they cannot see, reminders that we are vulnerable and still dare to expose ourselves. We the ones with secrets we wouldn’t dare to speak out… Sigue leyendo We the broken ones
Everywhere, nowhere
So I finally did it. I got my DNA tested to see where it comes from. The origin of what I thought was my species Homo sapiens, stems in Africa, that was millenniums ago and since them sub-species or "races" as they are commonly known, spread across the globe and dominated the planet in what… Sigue leyendo Everywhere, nowhere
Curvy & Proud
"Love the skin you are in" @theashleygraham I am not (nor will I ever be) size ZERO, not even in my ‘teens while I was struggling to love myself and feel not-so-ugly. I am not ashamed of that period of my life, because for me, is an example that you can always grow that personal… Sigue leyendo Curvy & Proud
Between dreams and desires
It was a warm and quiet night, we were in a room and suddenly a piano appeared. You smiled at me and moved to the piano: - I owe you a song. Remember? - I do. I said, smiling back and trying not to look nervous. You started playing and singing one of your songs,… Sigue leyendo Between dreams and desires
Lucía Bolívar 