Es increíble leerte feliz, una sonrisa literaria en cada linea que escribes para regañarme, aconsejarme, sutilmente coquetearme. Me intriga la perfección con que me tienes a la expectativa, pensándote un minuto y deseándote dos.
Me rompes los esquemas. Ya sabes... uno que se siente el gran razonador, que tiene todo bajo control, y lo que no, por lo menos lo entiende a la perfección. Pero es gracioso, mis pensamientos se atoran en el teclado, quiero decirte que me encantas cada 3 minutos; rogarte que me aceptes con mis problemas, dificultades, limitaciones, idioteces, egoísmos e injusticias. Quiero que mandemos al carajo los riesgos, las consecuencias, que actuemos como si no existieran.
Quiero gritarte que me siento atrapado... que el piso es de cristal y el fondo no se ve.
Smashing Pumpkins - "Galapogos"
Ain't it funny how we pretend we're still a child
Softly stolen under our blanket skies
And rescue me from me, and all that I believe
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should I fall from grace here with you
Will you leave me too?
Carve out your heart for keeps in an old oak tree
And hold me for goodbyes-and whispered lullabyes
And tell me I am still
The man I'm supposed to be
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should I fall from grace here with you
Will you leave me too?
Too late to turn to turn back now, I'm running out of sound
And I'm changing, changing
And if we died right now, this fool you loved somehow
Is here with you
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should I fall from grace here with you
Would you leave me too?
Softly stolen under our blanket skies
And rescue me from me, and all that I believe
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should I fall from grace here with you
Will you leave me too?
Carve out your heart for keeps in an old oak tree
And hold me for goodbyes-and whispered lullabyes
And tell me I am still
The man I'm supposed to be
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should I fall from grace here with you
Will you leave me too?
Too late to turn to turn back now, I'm running out of sound
And I'm changing, changing
And if we died right now, this fool you loved somehow
Is here with you
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should I fall from grace here with you
Would you leave me too?
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