Friday, September 30, 2005

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Our Anniversary ...
Today, September 30 is our anniversary. a day like today he asked me ... courtship so long ago now ... And yet it seems incredible that we stand together ... Sometimes I wonder if it's destiny ... Other times ... I also doubt enters and I think that can be custom ... However, at that time without him ... I guess And a huge pain it comes to my chest ... While at the same time a tear begins to run down my cheek ... is all you need to know ... ... To understand that That is simply not normal. This makes me remember the first time I saw him ... Or at least I was aware of it ... was a day of April 1999 (When I first started my classes at the U) week we were in lock and had all kinds of alliances and games, We went with a friend at patio where there was the gym ... And he was there ... next to the games, wore a pastel-colored jacket, jeans and dark glasses ... tall, dark and thin ... Emanating an aura of sensuality ... then I thought ... "Not your typical nice, but is Too sexy for me, too dangerous ..." I think that since I saw it I liked it ... had a not that .... Something that attracted me and I could not describe ... Something I'd never felt with anyone ... And despite all these years, I have not felt again With anyone but him ... Was more than attraction ...? I do not know ... Something stirred inside me ... and I was shaking ... like a shivering ... not know if he realized at that moment my eyes ... When my friend then introduced us ... and he greeted me ... Your kiss on the cheek was like a current of electricity ... And left me even more anxious ... continue talking ... Until we became friends ... We studied together ... We wanted ... was born a kind of closeness we never had with anyone ... was as if we we need each other ... Or at least I felt so ... There was a time when we distance ourselves ... were like two weeks unless ... I do not know if he avoided me and I avoided him ... I think we scared, Because apparently we were falling in love ... is rare ... I've never been so close anyone ... like it ... knew all my being ... share everything ... We see every day ... We call on the phone every day ... speak on msn all night ... is like a drug ... and also as a medicine ... not know describe this situation ... Will we still love? Will is our destiny to be together? There are questions that still did not find an answer ... What I know is that I can not part with him ... I need it too ... strange thing too ... What love you too ... to live without it.
Maktub ...

Friday, September 23, 2005

What's In Benzonatate

Meditating on death

( .. Here the trail in the park a beautiful spring day) Meditating on death ... Sometimes meditate on death ... is difficult even to imagine that it feels when a loved one dies ... but when you come face to face with death .. only then you understand ... and feel ... the immense pain that stares the soul ... I heart tightened and I clouded the senses ... that pain you never imagined even know existed ... and now that I live ... beg to wake from that dream ... damn you left it in pieces ... and without more .. stole your heart ... which was the joy of your face ... and completely changed your life ... because you'll never ... that profound moment that marked a before that never again ... and after you were sentenced to life ... forever ... without the loved one to us was ... Maktub ... More blogs about

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Diane 35 And Juliet 35

El Mirage Cold indifference

El Mirage Author: Marcus Viana Performer: Marcus Viana Oh, if we could tell, The twists and turns of life, so they can find, A great love. is as if we could tell, The stars in the sky, sand grains that sea yet. Poor heart, of fans, cross the desert in search of an oasis in bloom, Risking all for just looking, Well go to a hidden source in the sand, Blessed, Those who drink it, For Always, shall be comforted. Just for love, We put our hands The fire of passion, leaving us burn Just for love. Move heaven and earth, Ripping seven veils, jumped into the abyss, Without looking back, Just for love, Life remake. Just for love, We put our hands The fire of passion, leaving us burn Just for love, Life remake, Death does not matter anymore . ------------ยบ----------- This is one of my favorite songs ... From novela "El Clon" I love ... Because I identify With that history forbidden love between two young lovers from cultures Different ... Maktub ...

Wednesday, September 7, 2005

Skin.be Denise Milani




cold indifference that cold indifference
...
That without pronouncing ... yesterday emerged from his lips ...
that cold indifference ... That without discovering
... came from his black eyes ...
That looked at me blankly ... no ...

only talk ...
was short ... just and necessary ...
Duty
called us ... We had finished our work ...

My eyes became sad ...
And my voice breaking ...
from my eyes ...
a tear rolled silently ...

Almost a false pride ...
My mind forced me not to listen ...
And my heart
To forget your sarcasm ...

As a learned behavior ... which automatically
surfaced ...
Without demonstrating that within me ... My heart
still throbbing ... it broke ...

He does not know ... Because
inadvertently ...
taught me not to show ...
Every time my heart cried ...
hide my pain
sight ... A blur my eyes ... That
soon soon ...
fall again ...
Turning the light of my eyes ...

And I become the same girl ...
That girl who looked ...
With tears in his eyes ...
And with the same sadness in the soul ...
When he with his cold indifference
... I looked ...

; Maktub ...

Tuesday, September 6, 2005

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Today

Today ... I feel a little strange ... Today ... I do not know what to say ... He was there ... right there ... As the first time I saw him ... With its pastel-colored jacket ... And their tight jeans ... was like stepping back in time .... At that moment ... When I first saw him ... black eyes ... His gaze deep .... His lips ... And his dark figure appeared on the horizon ... I felt strange ... My heart started beating like a long time ... did not ... And in my stomach ... I returned them to feel playful tickle ... An aura of mystery ... A quiet sensuality .... My fascinated eyes ... Longing for the pleasure .... ... I think I've fallen in love .... do not know .... However ... I do not know why ... I feel sad ... A tear is rolling down my cheek .... What is it? ... be a sense of loss? Why? If he is still beside me .... And I'm still for it ...? Her hands joined mine ... As always ... And just keep walking ... do not know if he noticed ... I do not know if I proved it ... But my lips ... ... used to be contained. did not move ... And my eyes ... used to discover ... Quietly she spoke .... I Love You ... I Love You .. I Love You. Maktub ...

Sunday, September 4, 2005

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Las Rejas no Matan

Las Rejas no Matan ...

Today ... I feel you left the bars nailed to my ... I do not kill ...
Today .... My heart has stopped beating ... And it was you precisely what killed me ... It is the nature of things ...
Today ... I've given you ...
And who would say ... right now ... Upon arriving you ... Almost conquering your soul ... My heart has been the withdrawal ...
Si ... It is true ... I despised me ... Me throwing all the blame ... However ... You can not deny ... It was you and me me sinner ... you sinner ...
I console ... By not thinking about you ...
... But I fall ... And I remember her ... and again ... This time ... That beautiful time ... I woke in your arms ... Drunk with your smell .... So essentially animals ... And your eyes ... Digging ... in my face ... With much love ... And at a time ... With so much passion ... Our bodies were re-ignite ...
... And our mouths meet again ... and again ... Until now no longer breathe ... to power ... More .. Until our bodies intertwined as one flesh ... as a single body ... Find the peak of ecstasy ... This place unknown to me ... but so wonderfully ... Exquisite ...
No more words ... Just that ... I described my life ... In just a moment ... That one moment ... That for the first time ... I touched the sky ... Yes ... That moment ... So exquisitely beautiful ... And at a time ... Essentially .... Animal ... Animal instinct ... Passionately cute animal ...
Every inch of your body ... I've been here ... Inside ... So mine is now ... That you draw .. A great silhouette ... And here you are .. I feel you ... Now ... Me ...
Oh ... Back to reality ... And that sadness of mine ... Knowing ... To hold you close ... very close to me .. And I can not ... And I'm the last ... How sad
mine ... Knowing ... That destiny has carved out one way, My way ... Where you're not ... Where there is no more of you ... Where there is no more ... Love ..

Maktub ... More blogs about

Friday, September 2, 2005

My Stomach Still Hurts A Week After The Flu

Opening to Eye

Opening to the world ... is difficult to tell the world ... open to a stranger telling experiences, thoughts, secrets ... what I want to tell ... not be afraid to do it ... No. It's just ... is as if I left an open door ... into me ... letting anyone ... That is what worries me ... But then again ... I'm excited. It's a new world ... something unknown to me ... What I discovered some unknown ... And know things about me ... Check out my interior ... A part of me that has always been closed to the public ... or any viewer ... My soul and I ... just the two of us ... ... I always accompanied my best friend ... I know my secrets ... pains ... my joy ... everything in me ... my experiences ... especially my experiences ... those who leave an indelible mark on your life ... you leave footprints ... Sometimes they never heal wounds ... ... and are always open ... open ... to return to suffer ... These tears ... not how ... go drowning your heart ... and rivers are flowing infinite ... eternity ... Sometimes these tracks are happiness ... The least is true ... But ... Like that ... that ... Butterfly fly high in the sky and blinds you with his wonderful show ... always fleeting and distant ... always trying to catch ... But like everything in life ... is born, lives and dies ... the joy that you do not know to stay ... and that soon we will soon ... ... Today, it's a start ... I know ... A beginning ... a a new kind of experience ... and who knows ... who knows ... that will mark me ... Maktub ...