Just a thougth... of me and you. maybe I forgot about you

How long will it take me to go where I have to be?
How much people I have to meet?
Or girls to love?

Maybe I'm asking the wrong questions.


What the universe is trying to tell me I don't understand.
A friday night before going into the movies to see Eragon, i saw my father, just as i remember him, but older. He didn't recognized me at first, and I couldn't speak to him, I didn't knew what to say.

He was with my brother, my other brother of different mother. I felt happy and sad at the same time. I didn't knew what to do.

After that I arrived at my friends and went to see Eragon, which i didn't like that much by the way.

And to close the night we go to a pub, to meet with some friends. A friend I like so damn much, I danced and drinked, till 3 or 4 am. We leave and sleep at Borre's house.

It hurts to write in spanish, if you must know. When I feel my whole beign weak and overruned by thoughts I ought write or speak and even think in english. I suppose is like a protection.

When I said goodbye to her, I said "when are we gonna se eachother again?" she answered "Tomorrow I'll see you at EGC(which is a Gaming Center runned by Elias and Toy, two of my friends)"

Saturday in the morning at 4 or 5 am, I did my favourite stupid thing. To share my poetry, my feelings to hear, through a sms. I know I know, it was a bad move.

I had the hope to see her later on that day and say exactly the same to her and kiss her, nevertheless what would happen. She didn't went nor called. So did sunday.

Sunday in thenight I found her in the Messenger, and I couldn't resist,I told her so many things, she said we wil and always will be just friends. I thougth she is playing hard to get. So ask to see her today, on monday before she goes holiday in Sonora.

She said "I'll send you a sms if I have time".

I waited and the sms never arrived, so I called her and from that moment I knew she was in love or falling in love for somebody else. Or not?

Whatever it is, is not on my hands anymore. Live and let live. It does hurts, mostly the ego, but I did what i fel, and don't regret.


Maybe that's the lesson, to be patient, to be cool, till the last second. Or the lesson is to do what I feel and deal with whatever comes of it?

I'm still thinking...