"...te amo demasiado" - he wrote
Is there such thing as levels of love?
Too little, too much, not enough.
Who's to say what the right level of
love should be in order to feel
certain or not towards a relationship
and where is headed?
Is it true that all is fair in love
and war? Is it that love is like war
and only the strong survive? Too many
unanswered questions. In the end, one way
or another, we'll fight.
Táctica y Estrategia
Mi táctica es mirarte
aprender como sos, quererte como sos
Mi táctica es hablarte y escucharte
construir con palabras un puente indestructible
Mi táctica es quedarme en tu recuerdo
no sé cómo ni sé con qué pretexto
pero quedarme en vos
Mi táctica es ser franco y saber que sos franca
y que no nos vendamos simulacros
para que entre los dos no haya telón ni abismos
Mi estrategia es en cambio
más profunda y más simple
mi estrategia es que un día cualquiera,
no sé cómo, ni sé con qué pretexto por fin me necesites.
Mario Benedetti
Monday, August 21, 2006
Friday, August 18, 2006
Snakes and Ladders
Back when I was young, I used to love playing SNAKES AND LADDERS, even if I'd get unbelievably frustrated when I'd be a few steps from winning and then somehow wind up on a snake that would take me right back to the start.Back then I played for fun. Now I played to win, but I lost.
I absolutely love Joss Stone and this song has become the soul version of Gloria Gaynor's disco (ewww!) "I will survive". As cheesy as it is, it gets me through the day. It reminds me I did what I had to do.
SNAKES AND LADDERS
In the game of love
It takes all you got
Just to keep it moving up
Don't you wanna reach the top
But heaven seems such a crazy dream
If your heart has room for doubt
You're neither in you're neither out
99 1/2 it just won't do
You gotta give me all of you
Not asking too much of a heart that's true
So tell me...
[Chorus]
What's the name of the game that we are playing
But whenever I think that we are winning
Then you roll the dice take a slide
Right back to the one from 99
Is it gonna go on like this forever?
Are we gonna to take that last step together?
Going round and round and up and down
Feels just like snakes and ladders
Baby don't it feel like a carousel?
Where all the world is rushing by
But when it stops you realize
That you're right back where you started at
I need a little more than that
It´s time for us to face the facts
Whether to be or not to be
That is the question so it seems
We're going nowhere in between So tell me...
Don't wanna play this game no more
I gotta know right now for sure
What am I giving my heart for?
Baby I need a little more
Don't leave me hanging on a string
Now that I gave you everything
Not when I play to win Snakes and ladders
Joss Stone
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Dreams
I dreamt about you last night...and the night before...
and many other nights since I said good bye. I dreamt you held me, but as usual, you didn't say a word.
The problem with dreams is... they only reveal what you know and feel deep down under your skin, but somehow manage not to let it get through your defense mechanism called denial. They only make you long for that which no longer is and those who are no longer here.
The problem with dreams is...they force you to face what you desperately avoid and leave you hanging on a feeling you can't convey.
The problem with dreams is...you know that dream will NEVER even begin to compare to the real thing.
The problem with dreams is...he'll always be just that, the man of my dreams.
The problem with MY dreams is...you.
"I can make you mine
Taste your lips of wine
Any time
Night or day
Only trouble is
Gee whiz
I'm dreamin my life away..."
The Everly Brothers- All I have to do is dream
and many other nights since I said good bye. I dreamt you held me, but as usual, you didn't say a word.
The problem with dreams is... they only reveal what you know and feel deep down under your skin, but somehow manage not to let it get through your defense mechanism called denial. They only make you long for that which no longer is and those who are no longer here.
The problem with dreams is...they force you to face what you desperately avoid and leave you hanging on a feeling you can't convey.
The problem with dreams is...you know that dream will NEVER even begin to compare to the real thing.
The problem with dreams is...he'll always be just that, the man of my dreams.
The problem with MY dreams is...you.
"I can make you mine
Taste your lips of wine
Any time
Night or day
Only trouble is
Gee whiz
I'm dreamin my life away..."
The Everly Brothers- All I have to do is dream
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