8/12/20

Long Story Short

 71. 

She longs for you

In my head you're almost perfect. 

The memory of you and the time we spent together

just reminds me over and over of my failures.

If only I could show you how much better I am now 


Then perhaps If I was truly better,

I wouldn't daydream about showing you

- Y todavía pienso en ti, cuando escucho a A.A. Bondy -


7/12/20

Long Story Short

 70. 

This was messed up before it even started



It's a self preservation thing

But we don't talk about it

20/10/20

Long Story Short

69.

She had been crying for her for weeks now, thinking that maybe, if she wasn't so attached to her life in this city, it would have been easier to go after her.
What she was *really* crying about, was the realization that her attachment to her was never strong enough. And that she was more in love with a place, than she ever was with her.
 

- Girl in red. We fell in love in October.



17/10/19

Long Story Short

68.
Me has embrujado en cuerpo y alma
Y no dejo de pensar en tu mirada
En esa mueca que haces cuando "sonríes"
En cómo se sienten tus manos cuando me abrazas


It's heavy
Heavy how I want you so bad
Heavy when it hits me so fast
Heavy and it's driving me mad
That I'm never gonna give you up

1/8/19

Long Story Short

67.
Closure/Closer


I'm still trying to figure out what is it that I want from you.
Either way it's ruined.



Love or leave it.

20/5/19

Long Story Short

66.

I wonder which one of us is going to come out and say it first.
I wonder if it will be an apology or just a sad excuse.
But neither of us wants to be the one who leaves first.
And neither of us wants to be the one that breaks the other.
But we're both hurting each other... in silence.


Ya estamos acostumbrados al dolor y me da miedo pensar que las cosas podrían estar peor.

15/5/19

Long Story Short

65.
Dancing with a stranger. 
Look what you made me do.



Every night I go out. Some nights I find some men that look like you. Some others, I forget about you and find someone new. And every night I’m dancing with a stranger. Replacing a memory of you with one about someone else.