14 de diciembre de 2019

Step one, you say, "We need to talk"
He walks, you say, "Sit down. It's just a talk"
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
'Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
Pray to God, he hears you
And I pray to God, he hears you

And where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

How to save a life

How to save a life

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life

How to save a life

8 de noviembre de 2019

2:30 am. 

Veo una foto tuya.

2:58 am. 

Un personaje apoya la cabeza en el hombro del otro, el segundo personaje lo corre y, si prestás atención (casi como si supieras cuáles son las señales que tenés que buscar...), podés sentir el asco y la frialdad de la mueca que hace con el rostro. 

2:59 am.

Me acuerdo de todas las veces que vos me hiciste lo mismo: me corriste hombros, me soltaste la mano, dejamos de compartir los bolsillos de tus camperas cuando tenía frío en las manos y me dijiste que "mejor te agarrara del brazo" porque "era más cómodo". Y así pasaron miles de días, en silencio, dándote tu espacio y esperando que algún día me explicaras (todavía no me explicaste). Pasaron los días, las semanas y los meses y, en tu misión de lastimarme todos los días hasta que me cansara, nunca te faltaba la mentira de cada día y yo lo defendía, lo justificaba, te esperaba. Todavía me acuerdo, también, de cuando me volviste a tratar bien solo para decirme a los 5 minutos que "no me olvide" que igual seguíamos mal. O de cómo te dije que, a pesar de estar mal, te amaba igual y te saludaba por otro mes juntos y tu respuesta tan... vos: "aprecio el mensaje, pero no puedo decir lo mismo". 
Jamás se me había ocurrido pensar que la misma persona que un día te ama también podía hacerte sentir tan rechazada.

3 am.

Me invade una tristeza que no sé de dónde sale, no puedo dejar de llorar. 
De vos, me llevo solamente todo el dolor y tus marcas.
De vos, me duele más todo lo que me hiciste después de salir de mi vida.
De vos, me llevo tantas secuelas que hay veces en las que necesito una segunda opinión porque sino a veces te creo a vos y a tus "amigos" cuando dicen que estoy loca.
¿Vos? Vos viste que quería lo mejor y solo te aprovechaste. Me denigraste hasta que me di cuenta. Hasta que viste que no estaba más sola.

¿De vos? No quiero volver a saber más nada.

22 de octubre de 2019

Someone Great


Do you think I can have one more kiss? I’ll find closure in your lips and then I’ll go. Maybe also one more breakfast, one more lunch and one more dinner, I’ll be full and happy and we can part. But in between meals maybe we can lie in bed one more time, one more prolonged moment where time suspends indefinitely as I rest my head on your chest. My hope is, if we add up the “one mores”, they will equal a lifetime and I’ll never have to get to the part where I let you go. But that’s not real, is it? There are no more “one mores”.
I met you when everything was new and exciting and the possibilities of the world seemed endless. And they still are. For you, for me, but not for us. Somewhere between then and now, here and there, I guess we didn’t just grow apart, we grew up. When something breaks, if the pieces are large enough, you can fix it. Unfortunately, sometimes things don’t break, they shatter. But when you let the light in, shattered glass will glitter and in those moments, when the pieces of how we were catch the sun, I’ll remember just how beautiful it was, just how beautiful it’ll always be because it was us and we were magic, forever.

27 de septiembre de 2019

can't let go.

When did it go wrong, I will never know
I have loved you all my life
How did it slow down, I go round and round
Thinking about it all the time

I gave you heaven on a platter baby
I gave you everything you never gave me
I never lied and I never faked it
Only wanted for you to save me
This love, it ain't over yet
There's too much that I haven't said

Did you find the note that I wrote?
I hid it in the seam of your coat
It was hard to write with a lump in my throat
Do you even know that I can't let go?

Why were you so cold, let the truth be told
Tell me was it all for the thrill?
What was I thinking, I gave you everything
But you still went for the kill

I gave you heaven on a platter baby
I gave you everything you never gave me
I never lied and I never faked it
Only wanted for you to save me

Did you find the note that I wrote?
I hid it in the seam of your coat
It was hard to write with a lump in my throat
Do you even know that I can't let go?

Ooh sometimes I feel like I'm in the dark
Ooh I thought I'd die in your arms

Did you find the note that I wrote?
I hid it in the seam of your coat
It was hard to write, I had a lump in my throat
Do you even know that I can't let go?

Hope you know, I won't let go
Mi foto
Buenos Aires, Argentina
22, pisciana. Traductora en camino, proyecto de cantante. "I'll wreck myself and begin anew."

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