Tonight The Streets Are Ours

Richard Hawley - Tonigh The Streets Are Ours (MP3)

So….

Llegué a la conclusión de que hay demasiado en este mundo.
Pero sobretodo: Personas y lugares.
Nunca creí que el hecho de que un viejo conocido cancele una cita concertada previamente te pueda llevar a tantos lugares.
Mau se regresa, y yo decido explorar. Entro sola; me siento en la barra y ordeno una cerveza. La mesera me sonríe y sonrio, hehe.

¿Qué encuentro?

Liliana: “Hola ¿estas esperando a alguien?”

A Jorge.

Jorge: “Te iba a preguntar lo mismo”

He’s like one of the most interesting person. He's a boy I know will never be involver romantically with me; he's someone who can be a true friend!
Wow. And there I was thinking he’s like a really nice guy. And he was.
We talked about everything; our recent breakups; the longest relationships we’ve had, our families and how we believe that as long as they know everything about you and they accept everything; the whole thing is easy to bear.
We talked like hour and half about us; the real us.
Music we liked; how we found out what we were and when.
TV, clothes, career.
The way it seems like girls and boys doesn’t look for a steady relationship anymore.
I can say he really thinks like me. Really really like me.
What a cool engineer- architect!
It was like I’ve known him for sooooooo long; and that was the first part of the night.
He believes in love, in romanticism; just like me. In waiting two hours for the one you love to be just a few minutes with him/her. In thinking that there is one time when you think you’ll be forever with the one you love.

And that was the first part of the night.

We continued to explore everything in a Punk-Rock club Lola took me to. Jorge y yo la seguimos con su grupo de amigas.

Revelador. Ahora se:

Que tan OGT pudiera llegar a ser cortar a alguien el 14 de febrero (casi tanto como hacer la broma de cortar con alguien el día de su cumpleaños), que a veces en toda la escena hay mucha pose; citando a alguien, que literalmente “Todas se paran como prostitutas afuera esperando a ver quien las recoge”.

Ew, that’s truth. Kids today just want to make up. They just won’t talk to you.

Y claro… Out of nowhere: Joy Division… Ian Curtis singing Love Will Tear Us Apart.

So much.

One night.

New friends.

Wow!

Ahora se a lo que Jorge se refiere con: “El amor no llegará a tocar a tu puerta”

Y Ciertamente: Se que aún no estoy lista para el amor. Todo sanará algún día; me ha funcionado en no forzar nada.

Pero obviamente estoy lista para ver que otras cosas te ofrece la cuidad en la noche; que otras personas pueden existir.

Y un cigarro Cohiba a las 3AM.

Thank you Randomness.
Thank you City.
Thank you Solitude.
Ahora se que siempre hay cosas nuevas.
El estancarse nos matará.

Pero claro; siempre creeré que en lo conocido se pueden encontrar cosas nuevas. Tan solo no hay que dejar las cosas morir (ese es el GRAN error).

PS: Liz; gracias por leer mi blog. Jeje, que bueno que te reíste con lo de Grey’s Anatomy.

Once I had a g i r l f r i e n d and she made my heart just
want to die
She just couldnt stay the same,she'll make you open
up your eyes until you
cry yourself a river,throw your hands up in the
sky,to be by her side,
I'll do anything if just to make her
stay
To make her stay,
To make her stay,stay.
[Can't pretend, until youre mine will they ever
know?
Can't deny, the world outside,just needs us
both
Can't pretend, until you're mine,I'll never
know
oh, cant be missed, the world outside
just leaves us both.]
Once She gave a reason but the end just made me
cry
oh, its sunrise outside,she made me open up my eyes
and then i finally looked around me when I heard
her softer cry
I cant pretend it's right
I'll do anything if just to make her
stay,
to make her stay,to make her
stay,stay.

Asobi Seksu's - Goodbye