There's music in love, love in music, and life is all in between

Saturday, May 27, 2006

The one that got away and stayed away

im so happy to see you smile, to see that life has opened new highways for you to speed on. i hope youve learned to lower your speed when youre on the curves and too stay awake when the road seems to stretch infinitly. its nice to hear youve achieved your dreams, but then ive always thought you would.

id like to tell you im okay too. ive learned to stop when im warned and i try not to race so much. i gave myself a chance to be brave and take the wheel steer and brake. youd be so proud, i havent crashed in some months now, i think im more focused on the path and not so much on the sourroundings.

i repainted the whole carriage and fixed all the small dents. i left on scratch on it to remind me of the trip we took so long ago. im happy to see you smile, you make me proud.

it felt like a real friendship.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

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call me cupid, call me love.
the arrow you've caught in
your arm is a spell called

stupid cupid i broke my tutu
you promised me a dream and
now ive lost a piece.

call on poseidon hes the one to
fear raging your sea and you in
boat without steer.

call on hades, hes at fault
he wants war not happiness
to rule the world.

stupid hades you break the
chains i want a boy thats
fair not rare.

call on aphrodite, she made your
stupid cupid listen while you cast
a spell in the well.

stupid 'dite cant you see my heart's
turned to steel, my soul a molding glove
trying to hold on to whats not real.

Saturday, May 20, 2006


i see you smile
all the while
where i cant seem
to come back here

now i stand all alone
hoping theres a way to

if i could breathe maybe
ill find a way out of this
dark, out off this pain.

i see the splint stuck
inside i pull it out
a hole is left bleeding

i lay the stakes of the
bet you have placed
on my heart

if i could sleep maybe ill
find a way to dream of things
thatll come true someday

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

In the rough

you crept up quietly into my soul and when you reached
my heart you knocked on the door. i look out the window
saw you standing perfectly in all your imperfections and
i was inclined to open the door.

i thought i was dreaming hadnt i already given up on this
endless search for that special someone and
had decided all we do is live in a circus chemical reactions
that ultimatly evaporate after its is processed?

and as i stare at him standing out in the dark cold road that
lead to my heart, the moon suddenly came out of hiding and
illuminated every inch of your body, still considering the
possibility of letting it all go, i ask whats in the box his
holding. a thimble and a sewing kit.

i finally realize i should open the door before he gets exhausted
by the wait and so i do. whats that box for? i ask. he looks at
me with sweetness in his eye and says "i was hoping to help you
sew your heart back together".

im hoping to fix the broken down house next. :P

Friday, May 12, 2006

somehow i still hope

act1. i still hope ill end up with him.

acr3. you have faith in that?

act1. i didnt fight this hard to be with him. maybe i dont deserve to be happy, but im hoping that im wrong.

acr3. so what do you want to tell him?

act1. there are so many things id like to say at a moment like this and not enough words come to mind. i love you and perhaps i've never said that before but i think its what i feel. we were planted one hot summer day and as time passed, they thought that seed had dried out. but to everyone surprise it grew slowly from the ground, but the roots of this bush of roses didnt set deep into ground, but uprooted and became fragile. but still, it continued to grow, every now and then they had to cut off a twig or two that had dried off, but flowers eventually blossomed. then one day it stopped growiing, the main root was broken and the bush was left for dead. they held on to that bush praying that a miracle would happen and again it would blossom and give that small garden a bit of joy and passion.... im waiting to see the end of the story. the point is that like a rose bush we have thorns but we have the beauty of the roses, and even though we grew from the impossible of waterless soil, even apart it continues to move foward. i dont want it to end here, i want to replant the bush and pour water on it and protect the roots from coming above the ground.

i want to hold you, love you, protect you, help you, lead you and do the impossible to make you happy. cause you may do nothing and everything and still you make me happy.

acr3. thats beatiful

act1. i never knew i could love with so much passion, i still cant quite believe it.

acr3. and if it doesnt work?

act1. then i can say i tried, im gonna miss you, you were my sweetest downfall and i will always have a place for you in my heart love.

you are my jupiter and i may be one of your many moons, but i want to shine brighter and prouder than any other moons, and eventually push them all away and gain one of your rings.

Friday, May 05, 2006

While you were gone

While you were gone, i lost myself in endless thoughts.
I kissed my pillow, hoping it felt like your lips.(it didnt).

while you were gone, i pretended a teddy bear was you
and i hugged it till i fell asleep. i got drunk and
spoke of the one who got away (im guessing thats you).

while you were gone, i started the gym and tried to
get into shape. i reflected on our relationship
and realized this love is one way (not always my way)

While you were gone, i found out that i missed hearing
your voice at night. i lost my apetite when i found
no one to share my breadsticks with (perhaps i bought too

while you were gone, i pretended you werent good enough
for me, but ignored all the boys that were. i accidentally
called your cel in an attempt to hear your voice (maybe
it wasnt all an accident)

while you were gone, i could say i miss you, but while
you were gone i realized i loved you.

Thursday, May 04, 2006


por alguna razon tu has entrado a mi corazon.... por alguna razon dios te puso en mi camino.... me alegra haberte encontrado, aunque talvez ya te haya perdido.... sera que nunca fuiste mio? tu has sido mi caida mas dulce, siento tantas cosas por ti muchas de la que no puedo explicar.... TE ADORO!

Monday, May 01, 2006

someone else's day

and i dont even know who i am anymore
perhaps im just a ghost; walking around
the lonely streets seeing everyone but
no one sees me. so i try to yell and take
of this white mask, but no one seems to
notice, and i know they just dont care.
so im here trying to be someone else,
always changing, always moving, and in
the time thats past, ive forgotten who
i was in the start. im living someone
else's life, breathing someone else's
air and stealing someone else's hopes.

he took the mask off me, i am no longer
a ghost. i tried to sew my heart back
together with his words, i tried tying
a string to his hip and mine. the string
broke, i think im cursed, and ive opened
the pandora's box of feelings that wouldve
been better left closed. no longer can i
try living someone else's life, i come undone
when im left alone in the dark, i keep a light
on to be safe from the solitude and emptiness
that comes with this cold, old room.

i tried understanding love, even understanding
life, so i opened a book of wisdom and tried
to find words to calm an old spirit down, and
found that nowhere in this book has it ever
spoken of this. am i the only one, the only
one searching for some meaning, who tried to fill
my world with understandings of inexplicable
things. but they cant be explain for a reason
so im in an existencial crisis, a moment
that hasnt passed and though the years may
pass off as days, this crisis has turned into
torment, for i see no end.