Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes, 9 march 2012
¿Me has visto llorando?
No, no creo en el llanto.
Pero ahora que te he visto;
Creo en los milagros.
Creo que Dios me ama cada segundo un poquito más.
Creo que la vida es hermosa.
Creo en personas asignadas, esas que son especiales en la vida.
No creo en la mala suerte.
No creo en el mal.
No creo en pesadillas.
No creo en el llanto pero....
Creo que contigo junto a mi aún tengo una oportunidad.
Jorgeluis
Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes, 9 march 2012
It's hard to say that
I love you.
It's hard to say that
you mean a lot to me.
It's hard to stop
thinking of you.
It's hard to breathe
when I think about you.
It's hard to close my
eyes cause I'm afraid to lose you.
It's hard to tell you
but deep inside I'm crying.
It's hard to believe
but it's true....I love.
Jorgeluis
Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes, 9 march 2012
¿Sabes?
Hoy no pude pensar en ti.
Estuve contigo.
No pudiste verme pero estuve ahí.
Ha pasado tanto tiempo desde que no te veo sonreír.
Que no es necesario tenerte aquí.
Basta saber que estas feliz para poder pensar en ti.
Fue tan fuerte querer llamarte aunque no pude
encontrarte.
¿Sabes?
Eres tú a quien aun no solo extraño pero con todo mi
ser amo.
Jorgeluis
Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes, 6 march 2012
Do you know what it feels to die?
Do you know what it is like to know there will be no days or nights dividing a time, for time will not exist anymore?
Do you know what it is like to feel that cold breeze every long sun rise knowing that nothing will take it away, nothing, not even noon?
Do you know what it is like to part away knowing that this road ends every step back and starts every single one ahead?
Do you know what it is to fly away like dust in a sunray or a fluffy white feather in a small, the smallest kind of twister there could possibly ever be?
Do you know what it is like to give up knowing that even when you give up nothing will make things change, nothing will make things better?
Do you know what it is like to live a life nobody has, a life nobody wants for there is no place for it in their own?
Do you know what it is like to fall asleep and wake up as you enter your dream just to know that your dream becomes reality and there is nothing you can do for reality will be the same?
Do you know what I want to say? It does not matter for God gave you a mind too. You want to say that....
Jorgeluis
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