Love Story

Love Story
We were both young when I first saw you, I close my eyes, and the flash back starts. I'm standing there. On a balcony of summer air. I see the lights, See the party the ball gowns. I see you make your way through the crowd, You say hello Little did I know... That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles And my daddy said stay away from Juliet And I was crying on the staircase Begging you please don't go, and I said Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone, I'll be waiting all theres left to do is run You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess Tts a love story baby, just say yes So I sneak out to the garden to see you We keep quite because we're dead if they know So close your eyes, Escape this town for a little while Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter And my daddy said stay away from Juliet But you were everything to me I was begging you please don't go, and I said Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone I'll be waiting all theres left to do is run You'll be the prince, I'll be the princess Tts a love story baby, just say yes Romeo save me, try to tell me how it is This love is difficult, but its real, Don't be afraid we'll make it out of this mess Its a love story baby, just say yes, oh, I was tired of waiting, Wondering if you were ever coming around My faith in you is fading When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone I keep waiting for you but you never come Is this in my head, I don't know what to think. He fell to the ground, and pulled out a ring Marry me Juliet you'll never have to be alone I love you and thats all you know I talked to your dad, you'll pick out a white dress Its a love story baby, just say yes Oh, Oh, Oh We were both young when I first saw you

martes, 17 de mayo de 2011

Amistad





La amistad es una cajita de cristal. Pequeña, transparente, donde guardas allí dentro todos tus pensamientos, ideas, cariño y amor.
Un cristal fino donde te reflejas. Material en el que están hechos tus sueños. Son porciones de tu corazón que intentas que no se rayen nunca.
Un amigo es más que una persona. Algo que no es físico, algo que siempre llevas. Es eso que recoges por el camino y guardas en tu cajita de cristal, cuidadosamente acomodado en su interior de terciopelo. Todo eso en lo que crees, en lo que confías, en lo que sientes.
Eso que más allá del mundo encuentras. Eso que te abraza cuando piensas que no puedes más. Algo que lamentas no ver. Porque el amigo no se ve, no se toca, no se huele. Simplemente lo sientes. Y, aunque se encuentre sentado a tu lado, tú nunca lo ves como la materia física que es. Su esencia oculta entre los pliegues del terciopelo de tu cajita de cristal.
A veces lo miras a los ojos. A veces sientes su presencia.
Sin embargo, el amigo no es la persona que ves. Es la persona que sientes.

Es aquello por lo que darías todo.
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