Un Cuarto De Hora

(phone rings)*Baila! Baila morena, bajo esta luna llena, under the moonlight* Her: You better have a good excuse for calling me at this time in the morning, it is 4 am, so make it a really good one. Best friend: we slept together. Her: ok, I am awake...... Continue reading at   http://thebw.blogspot.com/2011/05/3-am.html

all I was looking for was a little sympathy all I was looking for was some warmth all I was looking for was some company  all I was looking for was some kindest all I was looking for was a look     all I was looking for was a  smile  all I was looking for was a  touch all I was looking for was to connect  all I was looking for was to belong  all I was looking for was to remember  all I was looking for was someone to count on all I was looking for was someone to hold my hand  all I was looking for was someone to spend some time with... Instead I got all the contrary, I got the coldness of some one who I could barely recognize  I that claims to see you, yet you avoid seeing me I that have always been there, yet you avoid being here I that keep wasting my self thinking you could ever change your heart; yet you the one that keeps stepping over mine.... I wonder if perhaps you have grown to hate me...

I kept on asking myself if I would do it again if life gave me the chance to relive this story. I kept thinking that maybe it would turn out differently, I kept on thinking that we could make it work. Now I know I was wrong. I see you every day and I realize more and more that things are always going to be the same between us. You will always avoid and I will always want more. I have spent days waiting for you to come and finally say what I know is in your heart. I have spent hours wanting to relive that moment we had, but that wishing and waiting is in vain. You are there, but always absent, you are with me, but never mine. You call for me, but you don't listen to what I say, and you continuously play with my emotions. I could blame you for all this, but the reality is that I understand I am the only one to blame for. I believed in you, I believed that what I say was the real you, I still believe I am right about you, but you don't. You think you have nothing to offer me, n...

The Black Widow's: Why won't you let me? :  "Him: are we still on for tonight?  Her: no. Sigh!  Him: why not?  Her: silence  Him: sweetie please talk to me....."

So lately I haven't been able to finish any of the material I have written, I seem to be blocked, or ran out of inspiration, don't quite understand how this works, and lord know I have lots of material but I just cant seem to bring my self to write an ending to anything, even now I'm not sure how ill end this post, I'm writing until inspiration stars flowing over me; alcohol sometimes might be the answer but to what question, shall I resort to external means of inspiration, empty hollow meaningless factors that will heighten my senses, so I can truly see, that inspiration lies with in our hight, trapped behind a door in the back of our minds, which we need a magical key to tap in to; I don't want to believe this, how ever wine now runs through my veins, and warms my throat and heart,  I feel the red veil lifting and turn this vain piece of writing in to verses that intertwine with one another, turning reality in to a pink and purple blur, oh how I wish this feeli...

I wish I could find that someone that would move mountains for me,  someone that would be right there for me when ever I am in need, someone that would jump through hoops for me, someone to take star out of the sky as a gift for me  someone that when ever I call will stop what ever his doing just to be there, someone to make me laugh in moments of despair and will never hesitate, I wish that hug that would make everything go away,  and this is not a mother's touch or a friend's kind words of understanding,  Its something else, something far beyond, don't know its name, for it has so many, I recognize it, I have seen it, I have had it twice before and thrice more have I lost it,  now I miss it, wonder if I would ever get to have it again..... Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device

Go back in time I wish I could, feel the hope and passion that came with younger years, the power that we could, do it all and feel it so deeply, go back in time I wish I could, back to the time when everything seem possible and we had the world in our favor, go back in time I wish I could, when time was our friend, and summer lasted a life time, go back in time I wish I could, to the sense of freedom we had, for someone was responsible for us yet we still could make your own choices,  go back in time I wish I could, be able to once more have conversations about subject grater than we could grasp and still sound so knowledgeable, go back in time I wish I could, draw my utopia in the the back of a notebook and call it my future go back in time I wish I could, where plans included how to outdo our last prank and actually getting away with it,  go back in time I wish I could, long walks back home under the blazing sun at the rhythm of the beat on my CD player. Back in ...