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11.24.2017

día #328: Who the fuck do you think you are?

credit to kenneth brandon


Dear future love,
WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?
I HATE YOU.

I remember the exact moment I saw you for the first time
And I just knew I had to hate you.
I just knew that I was fucked up!
The ground crumbled underneath my feet like if it were made of jelly
And I fell so fucking hard for you.
So fucking hard! Like no one ever fell before.

I hate you because it took you only a second to break into me,
It took you a ‘Hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you’ to make me swung
I was, maybe, a little too into you in a very short period of time

I hate you because it took you another second to break my wall
The wall I built with so much dedication
Every day adding another stone to keep my heart safe
I kept it safe during years, so
HOW THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?
Give some answers now.

Do you have an idea of how much time I spent protecting myself?
I told you ´It’s my pleasure’ but what I truly meant was
‘Please, don’t say more, or it’ll be too late’.
I know some things aren’t meant to be,
I know not everything last forever,
So please don’t break this heart
Because it has been so long since someone took it with both hands
And swore to take care of it but instead crushed it with strength without even noticing

Dear future love, I’ve been there.
I gave my heart to someone who didn’t deserve it.
I gave my heart to some who didn’t love me.
I gave my heart to some who couldn’t stay.
That’s why I build a wall.
But love, love crumbled it down.
So tell, WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?
I guess you are the love of my life.

6.08.2017

A philophobic in love

Este es mi primer poema en inglés así que estoy muriéndome de cansancio y emoción
Sometimes I wonder what kind of person I am
To love you in this way when I know it’s not right
I’m not going to lie I love the way your fingers don’t fit perfectly with mine
Your hand’s palm is so big and your fingers so long
That I have to spread mine so wide it hurts
But I’m in love with the way we walk while we talk
And to be honest, I love you because you are the love of my life
So I laugh until cry and cry until I find the way to smile

Sometimes I wonder what kind of person I am
If I want to believe everything’s gonna be alright
Because deep down my soul I know everything is wrong
You can't be happy with someone who you don't belong
I'm masochistic, dreamer and realistic at the same time
I like to daydream that someday you'll see me with other eyes
So I hold onto a fragile lie knowing I will crumble down
I'm not going to lie, I love you because you will never be mine

Sometimes I wonder what kind of person  I was
To run at the smallest chance and not giving a damn
It's the truth I never wanted anyone so I left with no regrets
But even though I want you and I love you I can't stay
Love is a sick feeling that will end up killing me
I won't risk my heart so today I say goodbye
This pain, It's worth it because you are the best thing that has ever happened in my life.
I wonder what kind of person I am to leave you when I know either way I'll die