Nostalgic writtings.

Definitivamente muero por volverte a ver, por besar esos labios y por abrazarte con todas mis fuerzas.

Te quiero a ti, a nadie más. Porque no hay nadie en este mundo que tenga la misma forma de querer que tú tienes.

I’m a cup of coffee and acoustic songs on Sunday mornings; he’s a cup of tea and rap songs on a Saturday night.

Fiancé. To the girl I asked to marry me, you are beautiful you are bright you are patient and you are kind. When you said yes I finally knew the future I once deemed scary now belongs to you. Overwhelmed and over the moon you truly are my muse. There is nothing I would change about that one specific day, the day you said yes I truly felt blessed. I cannot wait to say I do and begin a new chapter with you. A home with a garden, a dog that will drive crazy and a cute fireplace we will sit beside on the cold gloomy nights. Finally a child that will have your eyes and I will thank my lucky stars I am alive. We will make our mark and raise a child in a place of happiness and eternal love. I loved you from day one and I will continue to love you long after I am gone. Just know you are special and I feel so grateful for everything you have done I would never trade places with anyone. Thank you for saying yes.

I want to let you in my life again, the thing is I’m scared I’ll get hurt again.

When you have the wisdom to truly understand a situation, compassion toward all parties involved is automatic, and compassion means that you automatically restrain yourself from any thought, word, or deed that might harm yourself or others.

Don’t go back to your old ways love, please don’t.

I wonder how I would’ve ended up if you hadn’t walked into my life.

I hope someday or in some other life we’ll make it right and the feelings will be mutual.

La gente pasa, los daños permanecen

Stop. Let him go. He’s gone and he’s never coming back. Even if he still wants to keep in touch with you and talk to you, stop. He left you, he broke your heart, he ripped you as if you were the tides in the ocean. He dropped you and didn’t think twice to pick you up. So let him go, let him go and don’t chase after him. Chasing winds won’t give you oxygen, it’ll just take yours away. Stay still and calm like an ocean breeze and get up slowly like the rising sun. He won’t come back to you, even if he comes back to you telling you with tears in his eyes that he still loves you, his essence and his spirit are long gone and you won’t ever get them back. I know it hurts but darling you have to let him go.