Broma cruel...

Yo tan sereno que me estaba comportando... Oh cruel destino me la has jugado de nuevo. Me probaste que sigo siendo el mismo tonto confiando. Que no estoy preparado, que sólo me tengo a mi... Y yo sigo en este limbo, no sé qué será de mi. Tal vez un  poco de café y una buena película de drama me ayuden, pero tu cruel broma me dejó trabado... helado... no sé qué más hacer...

De ahora en adelante seré una almeja...

When you saw me...

Laying in my bed, with my coffe, this night. Relaxing time reflecting back in the long day I just had. Watching my ceiling, listening nujazz music to prepare myself...

My roof is dropping, my soul is smiling and my face crying... the raindrops fall in the other side of my window... my coffe is now cold, and I think about you. This gray day have diferents colors, but still gray, but still watching you in my mind... smiling...

I wanna cook for you, any fancy pasta and some wine, tangerines dancing again in my stomach... A branch hits my window, I woke up, I´m scared. Watching across the street only I can see umbrellas, dancing at the same time that the the water still falling...

I don´t know if you will read this... Only I wanna tell you I´m here for you, always I´ll be your friend and if you can do anything else... send me a text... a letter... a dove...